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SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

GENERALLY  SUNG  AT 

CAMP  AND  PRAYER  MEETINGS, 

AND  IN 

REVIVALS  OF  RELIGKm. 

COMPILED  BY  PETER  D.  MYERS. 

And  they  sung  as  it  wei'e  a  new  song  before  the 
throne,  and  before  the  four  beasts,  and  the  elders ; 
and  no  man  could  learn  that  song  but  the  hundred  and 
forty  and  four  thousand,  which  were  redeemed  from 
Uie  earth.    Rev.  xiv.  3. 

REVISED  AND  CORRECTED  BV  THE  COMPILER. 

NEW   YORK: 
J.    S.    R  E  D  F  I  E  L  D, 

CLINTON    HALL. 
1-8  5  0. 


EOUTHEHN  DISTRICT  OF  NEW  YORK,  SS. 

CE  IT  REMEMREKED,  That  on  the  1.5th  day  of 
December,  A.  D.  13^:9,  in  the  tifty-fourth  year  of  the 
Independence  of  the  United  States  of  America,  Peter 
U.  Myers,  of  the  said  District,  has  deposited  in  this 
oflice  the  title  of  a  Book,  the  right  wliereof  he  claims 
a.'J  author,  in  the  words  following,  to  wit:— 

"The  Zion  Songster-,  a  collection  of  Hymns  and 
Ppirituai  Songs,  Generally  sung  at  Camp  and  Prayer 
Meetings,  and  in  Revivals  of  Religion.  Compiled  by 
Peter  D.  Mvers. 

"  And  thev  sung  as  it  were  a  new  song  before  the 
throne,  and'before  the  four  beasts,  and  the  elders; 
and  no  man  could  leam  that  song  but  the  hundred 
and  forty  ami  four  thousand,  which  were  redeemed 
from  the  earth.  Rev.  xiv.  3. 

"  Third  Edition,  enlarged  and  improved." 

In  confoniiitv  to  the  Act  of  Congress  of  the  United 
States,  entitled,  "An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of 
Learning,  bv  securincr  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts, 
and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such 
copies,  dixrinc  the  time  therein  mentioned."  And 
also  to  an  Act,  entitled,  "An  Act,  supplementary  tc 
an  Act,  entitled.  An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of 
Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and 
Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies, 
during  the  times  therein  mentioned,  and  extending 
t!»e  benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engrav 
iug  and  etching  historicAl  and  other  prints." 

FRED.  J.  BETTS, 

Clc7k  of  the  Southern  District  ofNao  YorJc 


PREFACE 


The  Compiler  of  this  book  feels  grateful  to 
the  Christian  public  for  the  favourable  man- 
ner in  which  the  former  edidons  have  been 
received. 

He  has  been  at  considerable  pains  to  im- 
prove it  by  introducing  several  Hymns  not 
before  published ;  and  by  expunging  others 
which  have  fallen  into  general  disuse.  He 
has  also  added  several  others  from  Heber, 
JMontgomery,  &c.  which  have  become  popu 
lar  since  the  pubhcation  of  the  former  edition. 

As  singing  is  one  of  the  employments  of 
saints  in  this,  as  well  as  the  next  world,  we 
should  be  spiritual  in  our  devotions ;  and  en- 
ileavour  to  retain  a  grateful  sense  of  the 
mercies  of  God.  It  well  becomes  the  Chris- 
tian to  be  thankful.  Let  this  incense  be  scat- 
tered with  a  hberal  hand  on  all  your  sacrifices. 
Whatever  benefits  have  been  bestowed,  or 
may  be  bestowed  upon  you,  let  them  be  ac- 
knowledged with  praise  and  thanksgiving 
While  fightirfg  the  battles  of  the  Lord,  with 


4  PREFACE. 

his  two-edged  sword  in  3'our  hand,  ihe  high 
praises  of  God  should  be  in  your  mouth. 
Satan  abhors  the  praises  of  God;  and  the 
most  powerful  temptation  is  generally  broken 
by  giving  glory  to  God,  in  affectionate  praise. 
The  thanlsiul  soul  is  always  safe  and  happy. 

The  matter  of  singing  is  God's  praise ;  for 
God  is  the  King  of  all  the  earth,  sing  ye 
praises  with  understanding,  Ps.  xlvii.  7 ;  and 
the  manner  with  a  loud  voice.  Sing  aloud 
unto  God  our  strength ;  make  a  joyfid  noise 
unto  the  God  of  Jacob,  Ps.  Ixxxi.  1,  and  thus 
miitate  the  life  and  gratitude  of  angehc  be 
ings. 

In  conclusion,  the  Compiler  submits  this- 
new  edition  of  his  work  in  an  improved  style 
to  the  patronage  of  the  public,  confiding  in 
its  favourable  reception  by  those  who  feel 
the  cause  of  God  at  heart. 

P.  D.  MYERS. 

New  York,  Jaru  1834. 


ZION  SONGSTER: 


HYMN  1.    L.  M. 

1  TTAPPYihe  souls  that  first  believ'd, 
XI  To  Jesus  and  each  other  cleav'd; 

Join'd  by  the  unction  from  above, 
In  mystick  fellowship  of  love. 

2  Meek,  simple  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
They  liv'd,  and  spoke,  and  thought  the  same: 
They  joyfully  conspir'd  to  raise 

Their  ceaseless  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  With  grace  abundantly  endu'd, 
A  pure,  believing  multitude ; 
They  all  were  of  one  heart  and  soul, 
And  only  love  inspir'd  the  whole. 

4  O  what  an  age  of  golden  days ' 
O  what  a  choice,  peculiar  race  ! 
Wash'd  in  the  Lamb's  all-cleansing  blood, 
Anointed  Kings  and  Pi'iests  to  God .' 

5  Where  shall  I  wander  now,  to  find, 
Their  imitators  left  behind"? 

The  faithful,  whom  I  seek  in  vain. 
Are  'minish'd  from  the  sons  of  men. 

6  Ye  different  sects,  who  all  declare, 
"Lo,  here  is  Christ !  or  Christ  is  there !" 
Your  stronger  proofs  divinely  give, 
And  show  me  where  the  Christians  live. 

7  Your  claim,  alas !  ye  cannot  prove ; 
Ye  want  the  genuine  mark  of  love : 
Thou,  only,  Lord,  thine  own  canst  show, 
For  sure  thou  hast  a  Church  below. 


6  ZION    SONGSTER. 

8  Tlie  gates  of  hell  cannot  prevail ; 
The  church  on  eartli  can  never  fail: 
Ah,  join  me  to  thy  secret  ones! 
Ah,  gather  all  thy  living  stones! 

9  Scatter'd  o'er  all  the  earth  they  lie. 
Till  thou  collect  thcni  with  thine  eye! 
Draw,  by  the  music  of  thy  name, 
And  charm  into  a  beauteous  fraui<» 

10  For  this  the  pleading  Spirit  groans, 
A.nd  cries  in  all  thy  banish'd  ones; 
Greatest  of  gifts  thy  love  impart, 
And  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart. 

11  Join  every  soul  that  looks  to  thee 
In  bonds  of  perfect  charity  ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  glorious  fullness  give, 
And  all  in  all  for  ever  Uve. 

HYMN  2.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  ye  that  love  my  Lord  and  Master 
\J  And  like  king  David  I  will  tell ; 

Though  chief  of  sinners,  I  found  favour, 
By  grace  rcdeem'd  from  sin  and  hell. 

2  Far  as  the  East  from  West  is  parted, 
So  far  my  sins,  by  precious  blood, 

From  me  by  faith  are  separated, 
Blest  antepast  of  the  joys  above. 

3  I  late  a  stranger  from  Jesus  wander'd, 
And  thought  each  dang'rous  poison  good; 

But  he  in  mercy  and  love  pursu'd  me, 
With  cries  of  his  redeeming  blood. 

4  But  like  Bartimcus  I  was  blinded. 
In  nature's  darkest  night  conceal'd; 

But  Jesus's  kindness  remov'd  my  blindness, 
And  he  his  pard'ning  love  reveal'd. 

6  Now  I  will  piraise  him  while  he  spares  me, 
And  with  Gods  people  sing  aloud ; 

Though  hell  oppose,  and  sinners  mock  me. 
With  songs  of  rapture  I'll  praise  my  God. 


ZION    SO^NOSTER. 

6  By  faith  I  join  tlic  heavenly  concert, 
They  sing  aloud  their  Saviour's  love ; 

O !  with  desire  niy  heart's  on  lire  ; 
Fain  would  1  shout  with  those  above. 

7  The  happy  day  is  fast  approaching 
When  Christ  in  glorious  clouds  shall  come, 

With  sounding  trumpets,  and  shouting  angeU, 
To  take  each  faithful  follower  home. 

3  There's  Abra'm,  Isaac,  and  all  the  propheta, 
With  holy  seraphs  at  God's  right  hand; 

There  saints  and  angels  join  in  concert, 
Shout  as  they  enter  the  proinis'd  land. 

HYMN  3.    P.  M. 

1  "pvANIEL'S  wisdom  may  I  know, 
J-J  Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show; 

John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses's  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal: 

Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul, 

Win  the  day,  and  conquer  alL 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender  heartedness ; 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel, 
James's  faith  by  works  reveal: 

Like  young  Timothy,  may  I 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  I  show, 
David's  true  devotion  know ; 
Samuel's  call,  O,  may  I  hear ! 
Lazarus's  happy  portion  share : 

l^el  Isaiah's  hallowed  fire 
All  my  new  born  soul  inspire. 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care ; 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart: 
Abra'm's  friendship  may  I  prove, 
Faithful  to  the  God  1  love. 


8  ZION    SONGSTER. 

5  Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue 
That  example  Jesus  drew; 
By  my  life,  and  conduct  show, 
How  he  liv'd,  and  walk'd  below: 

Day  by  day,  through  grace  restor'{^ 

Imitate  my  blessed  Lord. 

HYMN  4.    P.  M. 

1  "f  TrHEN  first  my  soul  enlisted 

VV    My  Saviour's  foes  to  fight, 
Mistaken  friends  insisted 

I  was  not  arra"d  aright : 
So  Saul  declar'd  to  David, 

He  cei'tainly  would  fail ; 
Nor  could  hishfe  be  saved, 

Without  a  coat  of  mail. 

2  But  David,  though  he  yielded  • 
To  put  the  armour  on, 

Soon  found  he  could  not  wield  it, 
And  ventur'd  forth  with  none: 

With  only  sling  and  pebble, 
lie  fought  the  fight  of  faith ; 

The  weapon  seemed  i>ut  feeble 
But  prov'd  Gohath's  death. 

3  Had  I  by  him  been  guided, 
And  quickly  thrown  away 

Tlie  armour  rnen  provided, 
I  might  have  gain'd  the  day ; 

But  arm'd  as  tliey  advis'd  me, 
My  expectation  fail'd ; 

My  enemy  surpris'd  me. 
And  almost  had  prevail' d. 

4  Fumish'd  with  books  and  notionSi 
And  arguments  and  pride, 

I  practis'd  all  ray  motions, 
And  Satan's  power  defied ; 

But  soon  perceiv'd  with  trouble, 
That  these  would  do  no  good ; 


ZION    SONGSTER. 

Iron  to  them  is  stubble, 
And  brass  but  rotten  wood. 

5  I  triumph'd  at  a  distance, 
While  he  was  out  of  sight, 

But  faint  was  my  resistance, 
When  forc'd  to  join  and  fight: 

He  broke  my  sword  in  shivers, 
And  pierc'd  my  boasted  shield, 

Laugh'd  at  my  vain  endeavours, 
And  drove  me  from  the  field. 

6  Satan  will  not  be  braved 
By  such  a  worm  as  I ; 

Then  let  me  learn,  with  David, 

To  trust  in  the  Most  High : 
To  plead  the  name  of  Jesus, 

And  use  the  sling  of  prayer; 
Thus  arm'd,  when  Satan  sees  us, 

He'll  tremble  and  despair. 

HYMN  5.      P.  M. 

1  rpHTS  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show, 
JL   For  man's  probation  given ; 

The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tears  of  wo, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow, 
There's  nothing  true  but  Heaven. 

2  And  false  the  light  of  glory's  plume, 
As  fading  hues  of  even ; 

And  love,  and  hope,  and  beauty's  bloom, 
Are  blossoms  gatlier'd  for  the  tomb, 
There's  nothing  bright  but  Heaven. 

3  Poor  wanderers  of  a  stormy  day , 
From  wave  to  wave  are  driven, 

And  fancy's  flash,  and  reason's  ray, 
Serve  but  to  bright  their  troubled  way; 
There's  nothing  cakn  but  Heaven. 

4  And  Where's  the  light,  held  out  to  cheer 
This  heart  with  anguish  riven ; 


10  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Affliction's  si^h,  and  sorrow's  tear, 
Have  nevef  found  a  refuse  here, 
There's  notliing  kind  but  Heaven. 

5  In  vain  do  mortals  sigh  for  bliss 
Without  their  sins  fm-given  : 

True  pleasure,  evcrlastinj^  peace, 
Are  only  found  in  God's  free  grace: 
There's  nothing  good  as  Heaven. 

6  From  those  who  walk  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Corroding  fears  are  driven ; 

They're  wash'd  in  Christ's  atoning  blood, 
Enjoy  communion  with  their  God, 
And  find  their  way  to  Heaven. 

HYMN  6.     P.  M. 

1  f^  LORY  to  God  that  1  have  found  the  pearl  of 
vT    my  salvation ; 

We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground  up 
to  our  heavenly  station, 

And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on,  and  never  to  for- 
sake him,  [take  him. 

I'll  always  keep  the  narrow  way,  till  I  do  over- 

2  Fear  not,  says  Christ,  ye  httle  flock,  heirs  of 

immortal  glory, 
You're  built  upon  the  surest  rock,  the  kingdom 

lies  before  you ; 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  heirs  of  bhss,  and  tell  the 

pleasing  story, 
I'm  always  with  my  little  Hock,  and  I'll  bring  tljem 

home  to  glory. 

HYMN  7.    P.  M. 

1  TTTIIAT  happy  children  who  wait  on  Jesus 

VV    Unto  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise, 
And  join  in  mnon,  while  love  increases, 

Resolved  this  way  to  spend  o:jr  days. 
Although  we're  hated  by  the  woiid  and  Satan, 

And  llesh,  and  such  as  know  not  God, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  11 

Yet  liappy  inoincnts  and  joyful  seasons, 
We  otuimes  have  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  While  we've  been  waiting  on  'ovcly  Jesus, 
We  felt  some  help  come  from  above ; 

Our  hearts  have  burn'd  with  holy  rapture, 

And  long  to  be  dissolv'd  in  love. 
Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 

And  trust  in  him  for  things  to  come, 
Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven, 

So  farewell,  brethren,  \ve  are  going  home. 

3  And  as  we  go,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 
And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace. 

Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure 
And  ne'er  enjoy  God's  lovely  face. 

Now  here's  my  hand,  and  my  best  wishes, 
In  token  of  my  Christian  love  ; 

In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 
So  farewell,  brethren,  till  we  meet  above. 

HYMN  8.     P.  M. 

1  rpiiO'  nature's  strength  decay, 
X  And  earth  and  hell  withstand, 

To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way 

At  his  command : 
The  wat'ry  deep  I  pass, 

With  Jesus  in  my  view ; 
And  thro'  the  howling  wilderncsa 

My  way  pursue. 

2  The  goodly  land  I  see. 
With  peace  and  plenty  blest ; 

A  land  of  sacred  liberty, 

And  endless  rest: 
There  milk  and  honey  flow. 
And  oil  and  wine  abound ; 
And  trees  of  life  for  ever  grow. 

With  mercy  crown'd. 

3  There  dwells  the  Lord  our  King 
The  Lord  our  Righteousness, 


12  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  sin, 

The  Prince  of  Peace : 
On  Zion's  sacred  height, 

His  kingdom  still  maintains ; 
And  glorious  with  his  saints  in  light, 

For  ever  reigns. 

4  He  keeps  his  own  secure, 
He  guards  them  by  his  side, 

Arrays  in  garments,"white  and  pure 

His  spotless  bride ; 

With  streams  of  sacred  bliss, 

With  groves  of  living  joys, 

With  all  the  fruits  of  paradise, 

He  still  supplies. 

5  The  whole  triumphant  host. 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high ; 

"Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost," 

They  ever  cry : 
Hail,  Abra'm's  God  and  mine, 

I  join  the  heav'nly  lays ; 
All  might  and  majesty  are  Thine, 

And  endless  praise. 

HYMN  9.     C.  M. 

1  TTASTEN,  O  Lord,  the  latter  day, 
XI  When  grace  shall  reign  alone ; 

And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 
Shall  bow  before  thy  throne. 

2  Then  shall  pure  converts  crowd  thy  gateSj 
Press  to  the  gospel  sound; 

And  grace  eternal  sweetly  shine, 
To  ravish  all  around. 

3  Then  shall  the  watchmen  of  the  Lord 
Raise  Jesus's  cross  on  high 

And,  from  a  clear  refulgent  hght, 
Shall  all  see  eye  to  eye. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  13 

4  Then  war  shall  ccaso,  and  wratli  subside, 

And  peace  immortal  flow ; 
And  saints  unite  in  joy  and  peace, 

And  glory  reign  below. 

£  Lord,  we  would  bless  thee  for  a  I'ay 

Of  such  triumphant  grace, 
That  leads  to  everlasting  day, 

And  i)urc  eternal  bliss. 


HYMN  10.    P.M. 

i'd 


1     A  LTHOUGH  despis'd  by  men, 
xIl  A  little  feeble  band. 


Protection  we  obtain. 
From  the  Redeemer's  hand; 
Though  oft  our  foes  would  us  devour, 
We  stand  upheld  by  Jesu's  power. 

2  While  on  him  we  depend, 
And  truly  fear  his  name, 

He'll  prove  a  faithful  friend, 
And  ne'er  put  us  to  shame ; 
ITe'U  guard  us  safe  through  all  the  way 
To  the  fair  chraes  of  endless  day. 

3  Our  shepherd  leads  us  on, 
While  we  obey  his  voice ; 

He  guides  us  to  his  throne. 
And  in  him  we'll  rejoice ; 
Though  straight  the  way,  we  need  not  fear, 
If  to  tiie  end  we  persevere. 

4  Christ  is  our  leader  call'd, 
His  name  we  love  to  bear, 

This  name  we  will  extol, 
While  in  his  grace  we  share. 
All  party  names  we  will  disdain. 
The  glorious  name  of  Christ  maintaia. 

5  His  doctrine  too  we'll  prize, 
Tnis  as  our  rule  observe. 

It  is  our  only  guide, 
Therefrom  we  must  not  swerve; 


14  ZION    SONGSTER 

This  doctrine  will  arise  on  high. 
When  all  the  works  ol"  men  shall  die. 

6  Ourselves  we  luiist  deny, 
Anil  daily  lake  our  cross  j 

From  every  evil  tly, 
Or  we  shall  sutfer  loss : 
Till  vici'ry  we  completely  win, 
We  will  maintain  the  war  with  sin. 

7  Lord,  when  our  hearts  sliall  fail, 
And  early  comforts  die, 

May  ihy  rich  grace  prevail. 
And  bear  our  souls  on  high  ; 
Tlicre,  while  our  glowing  love  shall  flame, 
Our  deathless  tongues  shall  pi"aise  thy  name. 

HYMN  11.     P.M. 

1  T>iniST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 
Jj  To  my  enrapiur'd  vision, 

All  the  ecsiatick  joys  tliat  spring 

Round  the  bright  elysian  : 
Lo  !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes, 
Ureak,  ye  intervening  skies; 
Sons  of  riglueoLisness,  arise, 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light! 
Freely  Hash  before  him  ; 

Myriads,  with  supreme  delight. 

Instantly  adore  liiui ; 
Angelick  trumps  resound  his  fame  ; 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name; 
Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 

3  F«ur-and-twenty  elilers  rise 
Froui  their  princely  station; 

Shout  his  glorious  victories, 

Sing  llic  great  salvation  ; 
Cast  iheir  crowns  before  his  throne 
Cry  in  reverential  tou?.. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  15 


Glory  be  lo  God  alone 
Iloiy  !  Holy  !  Holy  One. 

4  Hark  !  the  thrilling  symphonies 
Seem,  incthinks,  to  seize  us; 

Join  we  loo  the  holy  lays. 
Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus ! 

Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song, 

Sweetest  note  on  mortal  tongue, 

Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 

Jesus,  Jesus,  How  along. 

HYMN  12.     P.  M. 

1  /^ALL'D  to  a  sense  of  duty, 
KJ    1  would  obey  thy  call, 

And  for  tlie  s;dve  of  Jesus, 

I'd  freely  give  up  ail ; 
My  former  vain  enjoymentf^ 

Of  pleasure,  pride,  and  gain, 
That  I  in  Jesus's  kingdom, 

A  mansion  may  obtain. 

2  How  often  have  I  struggled. 
To  hold  some  foolish  sin  ; 

Yet  to  the  heavenly  kingdom 

I  meant  to  enter  in. 
But  now  I  am  persuaded 

That  nothing  else  will  do, 
But  Jesus  for  my  portion, 

And  holy  joys  pursue. 

3  Let  all  the  world's  gay  beauty, 
With  Satan's  Mattering  bait, 

W.tii  all  their  pride  and  grandeur, 

Around  my  soul  await: 
The  far  saperiour  beauty, 

Tlirough  faith,  I  see  ahead; 
^"nil  I  am  bent  upon  it, 

This  holy  way  to  tread. 
I  Come,  w!io  will  travel  with  me, 

The  road  that  leads  to  Heaven  1 


16  ZION    SONGSTER. 

And  follow  none  but  Jesus, 

TVie  Avay  which  he  hath  given ; 
And  take  his  word  for  counsel 

His  Spirit  for  a  guide ; 
And  make  a  full  surrender 

Of  every  thing  beside. 

5  Come  on,  my  precious  brethren, 
And  travel  on  with  me ; 

We'll  seek  for  heavenly  treasur-e, 

Until  we  find  the  sea 
Of  sweet  unbounded  riches. 

Of  life,  and  love,  and  peace, 
Where  beauty  never  withers, 

And  glory  ne'er  shall  cease. 

6  What  though  the  world  reproach  us, 
And  say  we're  mean  or  poor; 

No  matter  what  we  suffer. 

So  we  but  reach  the  shore : 
'Twill  make  the  glory  sweeter, 

And  raise  our  praises  higher ; 
And  we  shall  be  completer, 

When  purified  by  fire. 

HYMN  13.     P.  M. 

1  T  ET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise^ 
Xj    Who  taste  the  Saviour's  grace  ; 

Let  saints  in  Heaven  proclaim  his  praise, 
And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

2  Kings,  princes,  potentates,  and  powers, 
Rise  from  your  ancient  place. 

And  lay  your  glitt'ring  honours  by. 
And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

3  Ye  warriours  lay  your  weapons  down, 
For  wars  and  strife  shall  cease ; 

Bow  down  to  God's  beloved  Son, 
And  cro\vn  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

4  Ye  islands  of  the  sea  rejoice, 
Behold  your  near  release  I 


ZION    SONGSTER.  17 

ftlake  to  the  Lord  a  joyful  noise, 
And  croAvn  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

5  Ye  Indians  of  America, 

Your  glad  hosannas  raise, 
Unite  with  injured  Africa. 

And  crown  him  Prince  of  Peace. 

HYMN  14.    P.  M. 

1  TTAIL  the  day  so  long  expected, 
XJL    Hail  the  year  of  full  release ; 

Zion's  walls  are  now  erected, 

And  the  watchmen  live  in  peace. 
From  the  distant  courts  of  Zion, 

The  shrill  trumpet  loudly  roars. 

CHORUS. 

Babylon  is  fallen,  is  fallen,  is  fallen^ 
Babylon  is  fallen,  to  rise  no  more. 

2  Hark,  and  hear  the  people  crying, 
See  the  city  disappears ; 

Trade  and  traffick  all  are  dying, 

Lo  !  they  sink  to  rise  no  more  ! 
Merchants  who  have  bought  her  traffick, 

Crying  from  a  distant  shore. 

3  All  her  merchants  cry  with  wonder. 
What  is  this  that  comes  to  pass  1 

Murmuring  like  some  distant  thunder ; 

Crying,  O  !  alas  !  alas ! 
Swell  the  sound,  ye  kings  and  nobles, 

Priests  and  people,  rich  and  poor — 

i  Lo,  the  captives  are  returning. 

Up  to  Zion  see  them  fly  ; 
Wliile  the  heavenly  host  rejoices, 

Shout  them  welcome  through  the  sky; 
See  the  ancients  of  the  city. 

Terrified  at  the  uproar — 
5  Tune  your  harps,  ye  Heavenly  choir, 

Shout,  ye  followers  of  the  Lainb; 
3 


18  ZION    SONGSTER. 

See  the  city  all  on  fire, 

Clap  your  hands  and  blow  the  tlame 
Now's  the  day  of  compensation, 

Hope  ofmercy  now  is  o'er. 

HYMN  15.    P.  M. 

1  TT'I'.OM  Greenland's  icy  mountains 
J     From  India's  coral  strand, 

Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains, 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 

From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 

They  call  uk  to  deliver 
Their  lanr*  from  errour's  chain. 

2  What  tho  jgh  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 

Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  with  lavish  liindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness. 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  hghted 
Willi  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Can  we  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  1 
Salvation,  ()  salvation ! 

The  joyftil  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  leam'd  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ;    • 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer.  King,  Creator, 

111  biisis  returns  to  reign. 


ZION    SOxXGSTER.  19 

HYMN  10.    P.M. 

1  npHEY  have   gone  to  the    land   where  the 
X.     Patriarchs  rest, 

Where  the  bones  of  the  prophets  are  laid, 
Where  the  chosen  of  Israel  the  promise  po3- 
sess'd, 
And  Jehovah  his  wonders  display'd. 

2  To  the  land  where  the  Saviour  of  sinners  once 

trod ; 
Where  he  laboui-'d,  and  languish'd,  and  bled; 
Where  he  triumph'd  o'er  death,  and  ascended  to 
God, 
As  he  captive  captivity  led. 

3  They  go  to  the  land  where  the  Indiana   nov? 

dwell, 
Inipell'd  by  the  love  of  their  Lord ; 
His  love  to  proclaim,  and  His  mercy  to  tell, 
As  rcvcal'd  in  his  excellent  word. 

4  "Thy  blessing  go  with  them— O,  be  thou  their 

shield, 
From  the  shafts  of  the  fowler  that  fly ; 
O,  Saviour  of  sinners,  thine  arm  be  reveal'd 
In  mercy,  and  might,  from  on  high." 

HYMN  17.     P.M. 

1  TTAIL  the  blest  mora  when  the  great  Me 

JlL    diator, 

Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends ; 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger, 

Lo,  for  his  guard,  the  bright  angels  attend. 


Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid. 
Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning; 
Guide  tchere  our  infant  Redeemer  was  laid. 
2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  arc  shining. 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall, 


20  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Angels  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining:, 
Wise  men  and  shepherds  before  him  I'o  falL 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odours  of  Eden,  and  offerings  divine, 

Gems  from  the  mountains,  and  pearls  from  tha 
ocean ; 
Myrrh    from   the    forest,    and  gold   fi-om  the 
mine. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 
Vainly  with  gold  we  his  favour  secure ; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

HYMN  18.    P.M. 

THE  preacher's  ADIEIT. 

1  A  DIEU,  my  dear  brethren,  adieu, 
J\.  Reluctant  1  give  yoii  my  hand, 

No  more  to  assemble  witli  you. 

Till  we  on  mount  Zion  shall  stand. 
My  heart  swells  with  tender  regret 

To  leave  your  embraces  so  soon. 
Though  heaven  my  course  must  direct, 

And  others  succeed  in  my  room. 

2  Your  acts  of  benevolence  past, 
Your  gentle  compassionate  love. 

Henceforth  in  my  mem'ry  shall  last. 
Though  far  from  your  sight  1  remove. 

While  roving  the  wilds  of  the  west, 
When  through  foreign  regions  I  steeti 

Still  friendship  inspiring  my  breast, 
Shall  then  uro|)  her  own  native  tear. 

3  Our  labours  will  shortly  subside, 
Fur  vigour  and  life  must  decay, 

But  wisdom  and  truth  shall  abide, 

To  pilot  our  souls  on  the  way. 
As  time  rolls  his  seasons  around. 

And  truth  shall  new  teachers  inspire, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  21 

O  may  we  in  love  still  abound, 
And  after  new  conquests  aspire. 

4  Our  seasons  of  converse  are  o'er, 
Till  mortal  commotions  are  past, 

Till  nature  and  time  are  no  more. 

Or  we  are  in  paradise  blest. 
Sweet  comforting  spirit  draw  near, 

And  shed  forth  tliy  luminous  rays, 
My  parting  reflections  to  cheer, 

And  change  lamentation  to  praise. 

5  O  may  we  conform  to  his  will, 
Aspiring  for  glory  and  peace, 

Dur  covenant  vows  to  fulfil, 

Till  Jesus  shall  sign  our  release. 
Till  suddenly  wafted  above. 

Where  saints  in  sweet  harmony  meet, 
?o  feel  all  the  pleasures  of  love. 

And  each  happy  conqueror  greet. 

HYMN  19.     P.M. 

k  piAMP-MEETINGS  with  thy  presence  crown, 

\J  And  show'r,  O  Lord,  thy  blessings  down ; 
I'iU  every  heart  with  holy  zeal, 
A.nd  all  thy  rigiiteousness  reveal. 

2  O'er  all  our  hosts  do  thou  preside. 
And  all  our  various  movements  guide : 
Tlie  praying  companies  attend, 

And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  friend. 

3  Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  thy  sons, 
And  visit  thy  anointed  ones; 
May  every  virgin  trim  lier  lamp, 
And  gloi'y  rest  upon  our  cauip. 

4  May  prayer  and  praise  united  rise, 
Like  holy  incense  to  tlie  skies  ; 

In  all  our  hosts  display  tliy  power! 
May  aouls  be  born  again  this  hourl 


22  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  20.    P.  M. 

1  TTOW  happy,  how  joyful,  how  loving  I  feel, 
XI I  want  to  feel  niore  love,  yea.  more  love 
and  zeal, 

1  want  my  love  perfect,  I  want  my  love  pure, 
That  all  things  with  patience,  I  well  may  endure. 

2  I  want  to  be  little,  more  simple,  more  mild. 
More  like  my  bless'd  Master,  and  more  like  a 

child, 
More  watchful,  more  pray'rful,  more  lowly  in 

mind, 
More  tliankful,  more  gentle,    more  loving  and 

kind. 

3  I  want  to  have  wisdom  that  comes  from  above, 
I  want  my  heart  fiU'd  with  the  purest  of  love  ; 

I  want  my  faith  stronger,  my  anchor,  hope,  sure, 
And  like  a  good  soldier,  all  liardness  endure. 

4  I  want  to  be  stripped  of  all  human  pride ; 
All  malice  and  anger  I  would  lay  aside  ; 
From  sin  and  from  bondage  I  want  to  be  free, 
And  live,  my  dear  Saviour,  live  only  like  thee. 

5  While  suff'ring,  enduring,  in  duty  believe, 
Forgiving,  if  any  my  spirit  should  grieve  ; 
llemeuib'ring  at  all  times  what  .Jesus  did  say, 
And  set  out  anew,  and  begin  every  day. 

C  My  treasure  in  heaven  I  want  to  lay  up, 
VVliere  notliiug  will  enter,  to  rust  nor  corrupt; 
Wliere  no  tliief,  nor  robber,  will  venture  or  dare, 
My  heart  and  my  treasure,  I  want  should  be  there. 

7  My  faith,  and  my  hope,  and  my  love,  and  my 

zeal, 
I  want  them  deep-rooted,  and  inwardly  feel ; 
My  hgiit  1  want  clear,  that  beholders  may  see, 
How  faith  and  good  works  in  sweet  union  agree 

8  My  anion  I  want  with  the  Father  and  Son, 

I  want  that  perfected  which  grace  hath  begun, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  23 

With  love  ajid  sweet  union,  that  soothes  ev'ry 

care; 
And  with  my  dear  brethren  all  burdens  to  bear. 

9  Come  love  and  sweet  union,  to  thee  I  do  call, 
I  want  to  feel  more  love,  yea,  more  love  to  ail; 

0  come,  my  beloved,  come,  hasten  to  me, 
And  fill  up  my  vessel,  full  as  it  can  be, 

10  Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  both  aged  and 

youtli, 
And  all  who  are  willing  to  walk  in  the  truth, 
Come,  fill  up  your  vessel  with  union  and  love, 
And  on  our  biess'd  journey  we'll  joyfully  move. 

11  When  time  is  no  more,  then  from  earth  we'ii 

remove, 
To  Qwell  in  the  regions  of  pure  light  and  love, 
With  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  and  all  holy  men. 
We'll  sing  hallelujahs  lor  ever,  Anien. 

HYMN  21.    P.  M. 

1  FITTING  by  the  streams  that  glide 
O  Do-^vn  by  Babel's  towering  wall; 

With  our  tears  we  swell  the  tide. 
While  our  mournful  tlioughts  recall, 
Thee,  O  Zion,  and  thy  faU. 

2  On  the  willows  there  we  hung 
Our  neglected  harps  on  high, 

Silent,  useless,  and  unstrung. 
Strangers  now  to  liarmony, 
Once  ourbus'ness  and  our  joy. 

3  Then  our  proud,  triumphant  foes, 
Haughty,  insolent,  and  gay, 

Call  for  musick  in  our  woes, 
Sing  us  some  sweet  Hebrew  lay, 
Sacred  to  some  holy  day. 

4  Cruel  foes,  t'  insult  us  so. 
Sunk  so  deep  in  helpless  grie^ 

Sighs  and  tears  to  vent  our  wo, 


24  ZION    SONGSTER, 

No'.v  our  only  poor  relief 

To  the  charms  of  musick  deaC 

5  O  Jerusalem !  O,  thy  fate ! 

Wounds  my  bleeding  heart  so  deep, 
Let  my  trembling  hands  foi-get 

How  the  tuneful  lyre  to  sweep, 

When  for  thee  I  cease  to  weep. 

HYMN  22.    P.  M. 

1  T7R0M  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
J?  That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  1 

It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
That  distance  and  time  can't  remove : 

It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 

It  grows  in  Imxnanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesu's  Qear  blood  did  it  cost. 

2  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me ! 
Our  souls  so  united  in  love  !  _ 

Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 

In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 
Oh  !  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part, 

Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again ; 
Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 

At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

3  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

Set  free  from  our  prison  of  clay, 

United  in  Jesus's  love ; 
With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  sec, 
And  sing  hallelujalis,  aiuen; 

Ameul  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  23.    P.  M. 

THE  pure  testimony  put  forth  in  tlie  Spiril^ 
Cuts  like  a  ^harp  two-edged  swoic^ 


ZION    SONGSTER.  25 

And  hypocrites  now  are  most  sorely  tormentec^ 

Because  they're  condemn'd  by  the  word. 
The  pure  testimony  discovers  the  dross, 
While  wicked  professors  make  light  of  the  cross, 
And  Babylon  trembles  for  fear  of  her  loss. 

2  Is  not  the  time  come  for  the  church  to  be 

gather'd 
Into  the  one  spirit  of  God ; 
Baptiz'd  by  one  Spirit,  into  the  one  body, 
Partaking  Christ's  llesh  and  his  blood; 
Tlicy  drink  in  one  Spirit,  which  makes  them  all 

see. 
They're  one  in  Christ  Jesus,  wherever  they  be, 
The  Jew  and  the  Gentile,  the  bond  and  the  free. 

3  Then  blow  ye  the  trumpet  in  pure  testimony, 
And  let  the  world  hear  it  again ; 

O  come  ye  from  Babylon,  Egypt,  and  Sodom, 

And  make  your  way  over  the  plain. 
Come,  wash  all  your  robes  in  the  blood  of  the 

Lamb, 
And  walk  in  the  Spirit,  as  Jesus  has  done, 
In  the  pure  testimony  you  wiU  overcome. 

4  The  world  will  not  persecute  those  who  are 

like  them. 

But  hold  them  the  same  as  their  own  ; 
The  pure  testimony  cries  out  separation, 

Which  calls  you  your  lives  to  lay  down  ; 
Come  out  from  their  spirit  and  practices  too ; 
The  track  of  the  Saviour  keep  full  in  your  view, 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  its  way  through. 

5  A  battle  is  coming  between  the  two  kingdoms, 
The  armies  are  gathering  round ; 

The  pure  testimony  and  vile  persecution. 

Will  come  to  close  battle  ere  long ; 
Then  gird  on  your  armour  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  direct  you  by  his  living  word ;     . 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  like.a  sword. 
4 


26  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  The  great  prince  of  darkness  is  mustering  Iu8 
forces, 

To  make  you  his  pris'ners  again, 
By  slander,  reproaches,  and  vile  persecution, 

That  you  in  his  cause  may  remain  ; 
But  shun  his  temptations  wherever  they  lay, 
And  fear  not  liis  servants  wliatever  they  say; 
The  pure  testimony  will  give  you  the  day. 

HYMN  24.     P.  M. 

1  T^HE  pure  testimony  is  not  to  establish 
JL  The  selfish  inventions  of  men  ; 

The  systems  of  parties  it  never  advances, 

Nor  seeks  worldly  honour  nor  gain ; 
'Tis  moor'd  intiie  temple  in  each  holy  soul, 
And  then  into  words  in  a  torrent  floth  roll, 
In  love  to  the  hearers,  including  the  whole. 

2  No  system  of  doctrine  is  by  it  establish' d. 
Excepting  the  doctrine  of  love  ; 

To  love  God  supremely,  and  love  to  one's  neigh 
bour. 
The  pure  testimony  approves ; 
The  pure  testimony  holds  nothing  beside, 
The  doctrines  of  devils  and  men  can't  abide, 
The  pure  testimony  whicli  lays  them  aside. 

3  No  vain  ceremonies  in  pure  testimony, 
It  always  puts  forth  its  own  forms ; 

'Tis  nowise  dependant  on  letter  instruction, 

Nor  what  worldly  wisdom  performs : 
It  holds  nothing  else,  but  Christ  Jesus  for  all, 
The  only  foundation  which  never  can  fall, 
The  precious  Redeemer  in  every  soul. 

4  The  pure  testimony  has  uniting  power, 
I'o  gather  the  churches  alone : 

Without  any  movements  of  worldly  upbulvfeng, 
The  saints  are  united  in  one ; 


7.10i\    SOMGSTER.  27 

h  gives  all  directions  what  course  to  pursue, 
And  leaches  each  member  what  part  he  must  do : 
And  love  knows  no  party,  but  those  who  love  too. 

5  The  pure  testimony  has  no  selfish  movementsj 
It  sta4i>ds  independent  of  men  ; 

It  seeks  to  exalt  nothing  else  but  a  Saviour, 

And  bends  all  its  force  against  sin  ; 
It  holds  nothing  else  ;  a  Redeemer  for  men, 
But  Jesus  within  them,  to  save  them  from  sin 
Commending  a  present  salvation  in  him. 

6  Now  this  is  the  pure  testimony  of  Jesus, 
And  his  ancient  witnesses  too  ; 

Which  gives  men  instruction,  how  they  must  be 
saved. 
With  no  other  object  in  view ; 
Let  this  testimony  abound  and  prevail, 
Let  love  conquer  hatred,  and  selfishness  fall; 
The  pure  testimony  says,  Jesus  is.alL 

HYMN  25.    P.  M. 

1  TTOW  happy  are  the  new-born  race, 
XI    Pai'takers  of  adopting  grace ! 
How  pure  the  bliss  they  share  ! 

Hid  from  the  world,  and  all  its  eyes, 
Within  their  heart  the  blessing  lies. 
And  conscience  feels  it  there. 

2  The  moment  we  believe,  'tis  ours ; 
And  if  we  love  with  all  our  pow'rs 

The  God  from  whom  it  came, 
And  if  we  serve  with  heart  sincere, 
'Tis  still  discernible  and  clear, 

An  undisputed  claun. 

3  But  ah  !  if  foul  and  wilful  sin 
Stain  and  dishonour  us  within. 

Farewell  the  joy  we  knew  ; 
Again  the  slaves  of  nature's  sway, 
In  labyrinths  of  our  own  we  stray, 

Without  a  guide  or  clue. 


28  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  The  chaste  and  pure,  who  fear  to  grieve 
The  gracious  Spirit  they  receive, 

His  work  distinctly  trace, 
And  strong  in  undissemblinglove, 
Boldly  assert,  and  clearly  prove, 

Their  hearts  his  dwelling-place.  • 

HYMN  26.     P.  M. 


1  "IVT^N,  at  ] 
ItX    place. 


his  first  creation,  in  Eden  God  did 


The  public  head  and  father  of  all  the  human  race ; 
»Twas  by  the  subtle  serpent  he  was  beguil'a  and 

-    fell, 
And  thro'  his  disobedience,  was  doom'd  to  death 
and  hell. 

2  Death  was  pronounc'd  against  him,  death  was 

the  penalty ; 
The  law  of  God  was  broken,  and  must  fulfilled 

bo. 
But  man,  the  helpless  creature,  unable  to  perform 
The  smallest  jot  or  tittle,  to  build  his  hopes  upon. 

S  Whilst  in  this  situation,  behold  the  promise 
made, 

The  offspring  of  the  woman  shall  bruise  Uie  ser- 
pent's head, 

Destroy  the  pow'rs  of  darkness,  that  man  should 
only  feel 

The  malice  of  the  serpent,,  a  raging  at  his  heel. 

4  The  scripture  it  was  given  in  spirit  and  in 

truth. 
In  darksome  types  and  shadows  the  Saviour  was 

set  forth ; 
Its  sacrifice  and  ofTrings,  was  on  the  altar  slain, 
No  blood  of  goats  and  heifers  can  take  away  the 

stain. 

5  Lo  !  at  the  time  appointed,  Jesus  unveil'd  his 

face, 
Assum'd  our  humaji  nature,  and  sufFer'din  our 
place ; 


ZION   SONGSTER.  29 

He  suffered  on  Mount  Calvary— yes,  there  he  ran- 

sotn'd  me, 
The  law  demands  attention  to  pay  the  penalty. 

6  With  rugged  thorns  they  pierc'd,  and  nail'd  him 

to  the  tree, 
All  nature  seem'd  to  mourn,  to  behold  the  cruelty ; 
But  justice  cried  against  him,  come  pay  the  sin- 

ner's  due. 
The  debt  you've  undertaken,  you  therefore  must 

go  through. 

7  They  plac'd  him  in  a  sepulchre,  it  being  near  at 

hand ; 

The  grave  it  could  not  hold  him,  nor  death's  cold 
iron  band ; 

He  burst  the  bars  asunder,  he  puU'd  Uieir  king- 
dom down, 

He  overcame  his  enemies,  and  wears  a  starry 
crown. 

8  Now  at  his  resurrection,  to  Mary  he  appear'd, 
Go,  tell  to  my  disciples,  what  you  have  seen  ant* 

heard ; 
Go,  tell  tliem  I  am  risen,  and  death  can  do  no 

more. 
I'm  going  to  my  Father,  to  live  for  evermore. 

9  He  came  to  his  disciples,  and  found  them  all 

alone. 
And  gave  them  their  commission,  to  make  liis 

gospel  known ; 
Go,  preach  it  vO  all  nations,  baptize  them  in  my 

name. 
Beginning  at  Jerusalem,   't\vas  there  I  suffer'd 

shame. 

10  Go,  preach  it  to  all  nations,  that  they  may  hear 

and  know, 
fio,  publish  free  salvation,  that  men  to  Heaven 

may  go ; 
(n  ev'ry  sore  temptation,  you  succour  I  will  send, 
And  lo!  I  will  be  with  you,  until  the  world  shall 

end. 


30  ZION     SONGSTER. 

HYMN  27.    C.  M. 

1  npHE  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigli, 
X     When  Zion's  light  shall  come  : 

She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 

Clear  as  the  morning  sun. 
The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend ; 
Adorn'd  as  a  bride,  Jerusalem, 

All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  King  who  bears  the  golden  cro\vn, 
The  azure  flaming  bow, 

The  holy  city  shall  bring  down, 

To  bless  his  saints  below. 
When  Zion's  bleeding,  conqu'ring  King:, 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  together  sing. 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

3  The  holy  bright  musician  band, 
Shall  tune  their  harps  of  gold, 

With  palms  of  vict'ry  they  shall  stand, 

Fair  Salem  to  behold. 
Descending  with  such  melting  strains, 

Jehovah's  name  adore : 
Such  notes  thro'  earth's  extensive  plains, 

Were  never  heard  before  ! 

4  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more. 
Ye  fiends  of  darkness  fly, 

Tho'  saints  are  feeble,  weak  and  poor, 

Their  great  Redeemer's  nigh; 
He  is  their  shield— their  hiding-place, 

A  covert  from  the  wind — 
A  shady  rock  of  boundless  grace, 

Throughout  this  weary  land. 

5  The  crystal  streams  run  down  from  Heav'n, 
They  issue  from  the  throne. 

The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driv'n, 
The  church  becomes  but  one. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  31 

That  peaceful  union  she  shall  know, 

And  live  upon  his  love ; 
And  shout  and  sing  of  grace  below, 

As  angels  do  above  ! 

HYMN  28.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren, 
V/    Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land ; 

Come,  unite  and  walk  together, 
Christ  the  Saviour  gives  command. 

2  Lay  aside  all  party  spirit, 

Slight  your  Christian  friends  no  more  ; 
Come,  unite,  through  Jesus's  merit, 
Zion's  peace  again  restore. 

3  We'll  not  bind  our  brother's  conscieiice, 
This  to  God  alone  is  free. 

Nor  contend  for  non-essentials, 
But  in  Christ  united  be. 

4  Here's  the  word,  the  grand  criterion. 
This  shall  all  our  doctrines  prove  : 

Christ,  the  centre  of  our  union. 
And  the  bond  is  Chxistian  love. 

5  Here's  my  hand,  my  heart,  and  spirit, 
Now  in  fellowship  I'll  give. 

Now  we  love  and  peace  inherit, 
Show  the  world  how  Christians  live. 

6  Now  we're  one  in  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
Male  or  female,  bond  or  free  ; 

Christ  is  all  in  all  for  ever. 
And  we're  happy,  Lord,  in  thee. 

HYMN  29.     C.  M. 

IAS  Jacob  dJd  in  days  of  old, 

XJl.    So  will  my  soul  do  now  ; 
Wrestle,  and  on  my  Jesus  hold^ 

Nor  will  I  let  him  go. 

2  Like  Jacob,  I  am  weak  and  faint 
And  overwhclni'd  with  wo ; 


32  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Lord,  hear,  and  pity  my  complaint, 
For  I'll  not  let  thee  go. 

3  I  come,  encourag'd  by  thy  word, 
That  mercv  thou  wilt  show ; 

Unless  thou  bless  me,  dearest  Lord, 
1  will  not  let  thee  go. 

4  I  come,  to  ask  forgiveness  free, 
Though  I  have  been  thy  foe  ; 

Unless  thou  grant  it,  Lord,  to  me, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  come,  to  open  all  my  wounds, 
My  sorrows  and  my  wo ; 

Unless  thy  healing  grace  abounds, 
I  vfill  not  let  thee  go. 

6  I  come,  thy  promises  to  plead, 
Where  love  and  mercy  flow ; 

Unless  thou  bless  me,  Lord,  indeed, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

7  I  come,  to  give  thee  this  vile  heart, 
Which  sin  has  mangled  so  ; 

Unless  salvation  thou  impart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

8  I  come,  to  ask  for  all  thy  love, 
And  all  thou  canst  bestow, 

Unless  the  blessing.  Lord,  I  prove, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

9  Thus  will  I  wrestle,  while  I  live, 
A  pilgrim  here  below ; 

And  when  in  glory  I  arrive, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

HYMN  30.     P.  M. 

1  TTTHEN  shall  we  all  meet  again  1 
V  V      When  shall  we  all  meet  again  I 

Oft  shall  glowing  hope  aspire, 

Oft  sliall  wearied  love  retire. 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  33 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parch'd  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  roUs, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls; 

And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 
There  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead ; 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid, 

Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

HYMN  31.    P.  M. 

1  ^pHE  Song  of  Salvation  it  is  so  divine, 

JL  There's'  musick  and  melody  in  ev'ry  line: 
It  was  sung  by  the  Hebrews  when  deliv'rance 

they  found, 
When  old  Simeon  finds  Jesus,  sweet  praises  doth 

sound. 

2  There  is  a  day  coming  when  louder  we'll  sing, 
Sweet  anthems  of  praises  to  Jesus  our  King; 
Then  we  shall  mount  up  from  all  sorrow  and 

pain, 
The  Kingdom  of  Heaven  eternally  gain. 

3  O  sinners,  we're  travelling  to  yonder  bright 

world. 
From  which,  by  transgression,  the  angels  were 

hurl'd. 
We  bid  you  a  final,  eternal  farewell  :— 
Unless  you're  converted,  you'll  sink  down  to  helL 

4  Awake,  O  poor  sinners,  awake  from  your  sin, 
To  call  on  your  Saviour  this  moment  begin; 
But  if  you  neglect  it  again  and  again. 

When  God  speaks  your  sentence  we  must  say— 
Amen. 

& 


34  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  32.     P.  M 

1  TTT^  angels,  who  stand  round  the  tliron6, 

jL   And  view  my  Inamanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known ; 
Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise: 

2  He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  are, 
So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good ; 

When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 
Confirm'd  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

3  Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 
And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 

Kis  grace  and  his  glory  display, 
And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat : 

4  He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave- 
He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair ; 

For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 
Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

5  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear, 
When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song? 

I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 
And  I  to  your  sjaviour  belong ! 

6  I'm  fetter'd  and  chain'd  up  in  clay, 
1  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free  ; 

I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 
My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see! 

7  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  I 
I  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 
And  time  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name. 

HYMN  33.    P.  M. 

1  /^aMP-IMEETINGS  with  success  are  erown'd^ 

\^  The  wilderness  and  barren  grouQ«a 
Now  blossom  as  the  rose ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  35 

The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 
The  rising  lilies  kindly  bloom, 

And  heavenly  wisdom  grows. 

2  The  num'rous  praying,  preaching  host, 
Baptized  with  the  Holy  Ghost, 

The  heavenly  standard  raise ; 
They  preach,  and  pray,  and  sweetly  sing, 
And  hills,  and  fields,  and  valleys  ring 

With  the  Creator's  praise. 

3  Now  sinners  turning  to  the  Lord, 
And  faUing  down  beneath  the  word, 

For  mercy  loudly  cry  ; 
But  when  they  taste  his  pard'ning  love, 
And  feel  the  witness  from  above 

They  rise  and  shout  for  joy. 

4  To  him  who  does  our  hearts  inspire. 
Baptizes  all  our  souls  with  fire, 

And  makes  us  meet  for  heaven ; 
To  Christ  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high. 
Who  rules  the  ocean,  earth,  and  sky, 

Be  endless  praises  given. 

HYMN  34.     L.  M. 

I    A    HIGHWAY  h?th  the  Lord  made  known, 
XX  Through  Jesus  Christ  his  own  dear  Son, 

1  am,  saith  he,  the  truth,  the  way, 
All  other  paths  lead  you  astray. 

2  If  in  this  road  you  wish  to  be, 
Take  up  your  cross  and  follow  me ; 
Deny  yourself  of  ev'ry  lust, 

And  in  me  truly  put  your  trusL 

3  Tlie  way  is  difficult  and  straight, 
Narrow  the  road  to  heaven's  gate; 
And  if  you  hope  to  enter  in, 

You  must  be  separate  from  sin. 


36  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  No  stranger  shall  proceed  therein, 
No  lovers  of  the  world  and  sin, 
Nothing  unholy  or  unclean, 

ShaU  in  this  holy  way  be  seen. 

5  No !  nothing  shall  go  up  thereon, 
But  the  redeeui'd,  and  them  alone, 
Wayfaring  men  to  Canaan  bound. 
Shall  only  in  this  way  be  founa 

6  No  vulture's  eye  nor  beast  of  prey, 
Hath  seen  this  little  narrovr  way, 

No  lion's  whelp  hath  trod  the  road 
That  leads  the  pilgrims  home  to  God. 

7  It  was  cast  up  for  the  redeem'd, 
And  for  them  only  to  walk  in, 
Then  let  us  strive  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  walk  in  Christ  the  living  way. 

8  That  when  we've  run  the  heavenly  race, 
Then  may  we  see  him  face  to  face  ; 

And  hear  him  say,  Couie  in  thou  bless'd. 
And  in  my  kingdom  ever  rest. 

HYMN  35.     P.  M. 

1  /^IIILD  of  prosperity, 
Ky  Nursling  of  vanity, 

Slave  of  preferment,  of  wealth  and  renown, 

Does  love  smooth  tliy  pillow, 

Is  husb'd  each  rude  billow 
Of  care  in  thy  breast,  is  thy  wretchedness  down. 

2  Is  Rm,'"ng  contentment 
Thy  constant  attendant, 

Does  happiness  place  her  green  wreaths  on  thy 
orow  7 

And  joy  raise  thy  bosom. 

With  heart-felt  emotion, 
And  chase  from  thy  vision  each  prospect  of  wo. 

3  Ah,  no  !  wealth  and  grandeur 
And  titles  of  honour, 


ZION     SONGSTER.  37 

Can  never  impart  a  sweet  calm  to  the  mind; 

All,  all  is  coiimiotion, 

Tlieii  pleasure  a  notion, 
Tlicy  leave  no  enjoyment,  or  comfort  behind. 

4  Then  haste  to  tiie  mountain, 
Where  flows  from  its  fountain, 

The  streams  of  enjoyment,  unmingledwithcarej 

The  Eden  of  pleasure, 

A  permanent  treasure, 
The  harbour  of  rest,  for  no  billows  are  there. 

5  Your  peace  like  a  river, 
For  ever  and  ever, 

Shall  glide  undisturb'd  in  its  channel  along, 

To  that  bhssful  region, 

Where  dove-eyed  religion. 
Invites  you— O  !  haste, — for  she  beckons  you  on. 

HYMN  36.     C.  M. 

1  TN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
X  My  journey  I'U  pursue  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov'd  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  "Stay,"  says  the  world,  "and  taste  awliile 
"My  ev'ry  pleasant  sw^eet ; 

"Hinder  me  not,"  my  soul  replies, 
"  Because  the  way  is  great." 

3  "Stay,"  Satan,  my  old  master,  cries, 
"  Or  force  shall  thee  detain ;" 

'Hinder  me  not,  I  will  begone, 
"My  God  hath  broke  thy  chain." 

4  Through  floods  and  flames  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 

"Hinder  me  not"  shall  be  my  cry. 

Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

5  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 

"  Hinder  me  not,"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 


38  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
"Hinder  me  not,"  come  welcome  deatb, 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

HYMN  37.    L.M. 

1  T  ET  others,  wrapt  in  self-conceit, 

J-i  Boast  in  their  wisdom  and  their  wit : 
Let  them  extol  their  gold  and  dross, 
I'll  glory  in  my  Saviour's  cross. 

2  While  the  self-righteous,  blind,  and  rude^ 
Cry  up  their  native  rectitude, 

I'll  seek  revenge  on  all  my  pride ; 
And  boast  in  Jesus  crucifi'd. 

3  While  they,  with  curses  on  their  heads, 
Talk  of  their  justice  and  their  deeds, 

I  choose  to  sit  at  Jesu's  feet. 
And  self-abasement  is  my  seat. 

4  Hither  I'm  brought  by  sov'reign  grace, 
I  bless  the  means,  and  love  the  place, 

I  bid  all  earthly  joys  be  gone, 
And  glory  in  my  Lord  alone. 

5  Here  I  could  tarry  night  and  day, 
Here  could  my  soul  forever  stay ; 
O  may  I  never,  never  rove, 

Nor  glory,  but  in  Christ,  my  love. 

HYMN  38.    P.  M. 

I  "XTE  Jewels  of  my  Master, 

X    Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays, 
Amid  the  beams  of  glory, 

Rellect  immortal  blaze ; 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 

Witn  pleasing  lustre  crown'di 
Of  heavenly  extraction. 

To  Zion  city  bound. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  30 

2  Ye  Iambs  of  my  Redeemer, 
The  purchase  of  his  bloo<l, 

Wlio  feed  among  the  lilies, 

Beside  the  purple  tlood; 
Go  on  ye  liappy  pilgrims, 

Your  journey  still  pursue, 
And  at  an  humble  distance, 

I'll  sing  and  follow  too. 

3  When  I  beheld  your  order, 
And  harmony  of  soul, 

And  heard  divinest  numbers, 

In  pure  devotion  roll ; 
And  gems  immortal  glowing, 

With  such  enliv'niiig  grace, 
I  view'd  the  Saviour's  image 

Impress'd  ou  ev'ry  face. 

4  Speak  often  to  each  other, 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind ; 

And  often  be  your  voices 

In  pure  devotion  join'd : 
Though  trials  may  await  you, 

The  cro\vn  before  you  lies ; 
Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims. 

And  soon  you'll  win  the  prize. 

5  Ye  shall  be  mine,  says  Jesus, 
In  that  auspicious  day, 

When  I  make  up  my  jewels, 

Releas'd  from  cumbrous  clay ; 
He'll  polish  and  refine  you 

From  worthless  dross  and  sin, 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom 

Will  bid  you  enter  in. 

6  On  that  important  morning. 
When  roaring  thunders  sound, 

And  nimble  lightnings  waving. 

Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound } 
Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing. 

And  clap  your  joyful  liands. 


40  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Lo !  you're  redeem'd  for  ever 
From  death's  corrupted  bands. 

7  The  golden  bells  will  echo 
Around  the  sacred  hill, 

And  sweet  immortal  anthems 

The  vocal  regions  till ; 
In  everlasting  beauty 

The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  Rock  of  Ages, 

Amid  the  promis'd  land. 

8  We'll  range  the  wide  dominion 
Of  our  Redeemer  round, 

And  in  dissolving  raptures, 

Be  lost  in  love  profound  : 
While  all  the  heav'nly  harpers 

Begin  the  lasting  song, 
With  hallelujahs  rolling 

From  the  minumber'd  throng. 

HYMN  39.    P.  M. 

1  TTTHEN  Hannah,  press'd  with  grieii 
VV    Pour'd  forth  her  soul  in  prayer, 
She  quickly  found  relief, 
And  left  her  burden  there  ; 
Like  her,  in  every  trying  case, 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2  When  she  began  to  pray. 
Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  sad  ; 

But  ere  she  went  away. 
Was  comforted  and  glad  ; 
In  trouble  what  a  resting  place, 
Dave  they  who  know  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Though  men  and  devils  rage. 
And  threaten  to  devour ; 

The  saints  from  age  to  age. 
Are  safe  from  all  their  power ; 
Fresh  strength  they  gain  to  run  their  race, 
By  waiting  at  a  throne  of  grace. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  41 

I  Ell  her  case  mistook, 

How  was  lier  sf/iril  mov'd 
By  his  unkind  rebuke  1 
But  God  her  cause  approv'd  : 
We  need  not  fear  a  creature's  face, 
Wliile  welcome  at  ihe  throne  of  grace. 
5  She  was  not  fill'd  with  wine, 

As  Eli  rashly  thought ; 
But  with  a  faith  divine, 
She  found  the  help  she  sought : 
Though  men  despise,  and  call  us  basC} 
Still  let  us  ply  the  throne  of  grace. 
G  Numbers  before  have  tri'd, 

And  found  the  promise  true ; 
Nor  has  one  been  deni'd, 
Then  why  should  I  or  youl 
Let  us  by  faith  tlieir  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

HYMN  40.     P.  M. 

1  rpHE  love  which  caus'd  the  light  to  shine, 
X     To  bring  this  world  to  order ; 

ITiat  love  which  blesseth  men  in  time. 

With  air,  and  fire,  and  water. 
That  love  which  bears  with  wicked  men, 

In  all  the  wide  creation. 
Is  the  same  love  which  mov'd  the  Lamb 

To  die  for  our  salvation. 

2  That  love  which  fills  the  hosts  above 
With  perfect  consolation, 

Among  us  fallen  souls  it  moves, 

In  infinite  compassion ; 
And  when  the  Lamb  pour'd  out  his  blood, 

All  nature  made  confession  ; 
Earth,  rocks,  and  graves  proclaim  aloud 

Its  power  to  save  creation. 

3  Thus  love  and  goodness  sheds  its  wortli, 
To  save  us  from  destruction ; 

6 


42  ZION    SONGSTER. 

»T\vas  love  that  sent  the  Apostles  forth 
To  give  the  world  instruction  : 

The  Holy  Spirit  on  them  came, 
On  Pentecost's  sweet  hour ; 

And  churches  were  imbodied  then 
By  love's  uniting  power. 

4  They,  by  one  spirit  were  baptiz'd 
Into  a  heavenly  union  ! 

They  ate  and  drank  the  love  of  Christ, 
And  this  was  their  communion. 

Having  a  purifying  hope, 
It  gave  them  consolation, 

And  in  this  love  they  were  built  up, 
A  spiritual  habitation. 

5  Let  us  be  followers  of  them, 
And  walk  in  imitation 

Of  such  examples  as  pertain 
To  goodness  and  salvation  ; 

Love  one  another  all  you  can. 
In  love  which  self  abases  ; 

O  let  the  love  of  Jesus  reign, 
And  fill  the  church  with  praises. 

6  Let  self  and  hatred  quit  the  ground. 
And  pride,  and  all  distraction  ; 

Let  heavenly  charity  abound, 
The  bond  of  good  perfection  : 

And  every  one  who  hath  this  good, 
And  follows  Jesus  hearty. 

Unites  with  all  the  saints  of  God, 
Without  regard  to  party, 

7  Let  party  selfishness  depart, 

•  And  leave  the  church  for  ever; 
Let  Jesu's  love  in  every  heart 

Unite  the  saints  together ; 
Let  Jesu's  love  in  every  soul 

Be  held  as  a  criterion  ; 
Let  every  thing  throughout  the  whol^ 

Abide  by  this  decision. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  43 

8  Let  sinners  now  behold  this  love, 

And  hear  the  proclamation, 
That  Jesus  in  conipassion  moves, 

To  give  tlieir  souls  salvation ; 
Let  all  the  world  believe  the  sound, 

And  seek  the  great  salvation : 
Let  Jesu's  love  in  all  abound, 

And  fill  the  whole  creation. 

HYMN  41.    I^.  M. 

1  r^OME,  all  ye  Zion  travellers, 
\y    Come,  let  us  join  in  praise  ; 

Ye  ransom'd  now  returning. 

To  Christ  your  voices  raise  : 
Now  crown'd  with  joy  and  gladness. 

Let  sorrows  Uee  away, 
And  praise  the  Lord,  that  brought  us 

To  see  this  happy  day. 

2  The  watchmen  of  Jerusalem 
Stand  on  her  walls  around, 

With  harmony  unceasing 

They  swell  the  saleinn  sound : 
So  pure  is  their  intention, 

While  eye  to  eye  they  see, 
Of  Jesus  tliey  make  mention, 

To  sinners  night  and  day. 

3  See  prejudice  subsiding. 
And  vanishing  around, 

While  discord  and  dissension 

Are  falling  to  the  ground  : 
The  humble-hearted  pilgrims 

The  sweets  of  union  i)rove. 
And  sinners  stand  amazed, 

To  see  how  Christians  love. 

4  No  trifling  non-essentials 
Disjoin  our  loving  hearts, 

We  drink  into  one  spirit, 
And  never  more  will  part ; 


44  ZION    SONGSTER. 

All  wicked  men  and  devils 

Exert  their  power  in  vain, 
Since  Christ  hath  us  united, 

No  power  can  malie  us  twain. 

5  See  stubborn  sinners  falling, 
Like  men  in  battle  slain  ; 

For  mercy  loudly  calling, 

Nor  do  they  call  in  vain  ; 
For  soon  they  find  redemption 

In  the  atoning  blood, 
And  feel  a  free  salvation 

Flow  from  a  pard'ning  God 

6  Poor  formal,  dead  professors, 
Stand  gazing  at  the  scenes ; 

Amazed  and  perplexed, 

I'hey  know  not  what  it  means: 
They  call  it  wild  disorder, 

Nor  will  they  with  us  join ; 
Alas !  they  never  felt. 

The  force  of  truth  divine. 

7  But  let  the  world  despise  us, 
While  Jesus  is  our  friend, 

We  care  not  who  revile  us, 
He  will  our  cause  defend  ; 

Nor  honoui",  wealtli,  or  pleasure, 
Shall  our  aftections  share  ; 

We  have  a  precious  Saviour, 
For  nothing  else  we  care. 

8  Come,  you  who're  bound  for  glory 
And  give  me  your  right  hand, 

Who've  turn'd  your  back  on  Satan, 
And  join'd  the  little  band ; 

I  pray  you  hold  out  faithful, 
And  then  your  crown  is  sure, 

You'll  reign  with  Christ  yoiur  Saviour 
In  bliss  for  evermore. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  45 

HYMN  42.     P.  M. 

1  TTTIIATEVER  disasters  of  nature 

VV      Upon  the  believer  may  fail, 
His  treasure  in  God  is  much  greater, 
lie  cheerfully  smiles  at  tiieui  all. 

2  He  soon  by  experience  discovers 
That  this  is  the  Gospel  design, 

The  more  that  he  righteously  suffers, 
By  so  much  the  brighter  ne'U  shine. 

3  The  more  that  the  flesh  is  debased, 
And  mortified  down  by  distress, 

The  higher  the  soul  shall  be  raised. 
And  so  nmch  more  glory  possess. 

4  Then  where's  the  foundation  for  sorrow? 
So  long  as  my  faith's  to  obey  ; 

I  need  not  take  thought  for  the  morrow, 
But  just  do  my  duty  to-day. 

5  Along  the  true  path  of  obedience, 
My  feet  shall  be  swift  as  the  hind. 

And  those  are  the  uppermost  regions 
That  I  am  concerned  to  find. 

6  Upon  these  high  places  I  travel, 

And  here  I'm  preserv'd  from  llie  beast, 
And  neither  the  world,  flesh,  nor  devU, 
Can  injure  my  soul  in  the  least 

HYMN  43.     C.  M. 

1  \  RISE,  my  soul,  to  Pisgah's  height, 
XjL    And  view  the  promis'd  land ; 

And  see  by  faith  the  glorious  sight, 

Our  heritage  at  hand ; 
A  land  where  pure  enjoyments  dwell, 

And  blessings  most  divine  ; 
Where  saints  their  highest  notes  shall  sweD, 

And  in  bright  glory  shine. 

2  There  endless  springs.of  pleasure  floW| 
At  ray  Redeemer's  side. 


46  ZION    SONGSTER. 

For  all  who  live  in  faith  below, 

And  in  their  Lord  confide  ; 
Fair  Salem's  dazzling  gates  are  seen, 

Just  o'er  the  narrow  flood ; 
And  fields,  adorn'd  in  living  green, 

The  residence  of  God. 

3  O,  could  I  cross  rough  Jordan's  wave, 
No  danger  would  I  fear, 

My  bark  would  every  tempest  brave, 

For  O  !  my  Shepherd's  near, 
T'  enrich  my  soul  with  fresh  supplies, 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 
With  courage  then  I'll  win  the  prize, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  Though  death's  cold  waves  compass  me  round, 
And  hea\'y  tempests  roar  ; 

My  little  bark  in  safety's  found, 

For  Jesus  guides  me  o'er : 
Should  storms  of  grief  and  sorrow  blow 

On  this  devoted  breast ; 
My  Saviour's  love  shall  guard  me  through 

To  everlasting  rest. 

5  My  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
Where  wild  distraction  reigns, 

Tlirough  toils  and  death  I'll  reach  at  last 

Fair  ^Canaan's  happy  plains. 
The  lamp  of  life  \vill  soon  grow  pale, 

The  spark  wiU  soon  decay  ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  sail, 

To  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  44.     L.  M. 

1  "QELIEVING  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

Jl    Hark  to  his  word,  and  bless  his  name ; 
Your  bodies  if  in  him  you  trust, 
Are  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost 

2  Let  this  important  solemn  truth,        * 
Dwell  in  your  minds  in  age  and  youth. 


ZION    SONGSTER  47 

That  if  in  God  you  live  the  most, 
You're  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

3  As"  such  let  all  your  conduct  be, 
From  lust,  and  pride,  and  folly  free ; 
Remember  what  your  bodies  lost, 
As  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

4  Let  gravity  and  holiness, 

A  modest,  plain,  and  decent  dress, 

And  Christ's  bright  robes  adorn  you  most, 

As  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

5  Let  Christ's  example  be  in  view — • 
Be  this  the  pattern  you  pursue  ; 
Think,  as  his  body,  so  your's  must 
Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

6  Ere  long  your  happy  change  will  come, 
And  death  will  bring  you  to  the  tomb, 
And  Christ  will  guard  your  sleeping  dust, 
As  temples  of  tiie  Holy  Ghost. 

7  When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies, 
Bright  in-his  imEige  you  shall  rise, 

And  joyful  join  the  heavenly  hosts, 
As  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  45.     C.  M. 

1  T TrHAT  poor  despised  company 

VV      Of  travellers  arc  these, 
That  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way. 
Along  that  rugged  maze. 

2  Ah,  those  are  of  a  royal  line, 
AH  children  of  a  King. 

Heirs  of  inunortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo  !  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean, 
And  why  so  much  despis'd? 

Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 
The  world  is  not  appris'd. 


48  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 
That  rugged  thorny  maze  ^ 

W.iy  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod, — 
They  love  to  keep  his  ways. 

5  Why  do  they  shun  the  pleasing  path, 
That  worldlings  love  so  well  1 

Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

6  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road 
To  Salem's  happy  ground  1 

Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 
No  other  can  be  found. 

HYMN  46.     S.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
jlTL    Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 

Wake,  ev'ry  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 
Sing  of  his  rising  pow'r; 

Sing,  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  till  we  feel  our  heart 
Ascending  with  our  tongue; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart. 
And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 
Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing; 

Simr  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ,  Ih'  eternal  King, 

5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children  come  ;" 

Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away. 

And  take  his  wandrers  home. 

6  Soon  shall  our  raptur'd  tongue 
His  emlless  praise  proclaim; 

And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lam(>. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  49 

HYMN  47.     C.  M. 

1  TNQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 
X.  That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 

A.nd  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 
Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 

And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine.  • 

3  Oh,  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 
And  seek  his  favour  there ; 

Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  piayer ! 

4  Oh,  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 
In  everlasting  bands ; 

Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands.  - 

HYMN  48.    C.  M. 

1  A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  Cross, 
jM  a  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb? 

And  shall  1  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ; 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prizCf 
And  sail'd  thro'  bloody  seas  1 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  1 
Must  I  not  stem  the  liood  1 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign, 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 

7 


50  ZION    SONGSTER. 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  tho'  they  die  ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 
And  all  thine  armies  shine, 

In  robes  of  vict'ry  thro'  the  skies, 
The  guoiy  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  49.     P.  M. 

1  rpHE  Christians  of  old,  united  in  one, 
X  As  sheep  in  a  fold  were  never  alone ; 

As  birds  of  a  feather  they  flock'd  to  their  nest, 
And  shelter'd  together  in  Jesus's  breast. 

2  However  employ'd,  their  joy  was  the  same  ; 
They  never  were  cloy'd  in  hymning  the  Lamb  ; 
Their  sole  recreation  to  sing  of  his  praise, 
And  pubhsh  salvation  by  Jesus's  grace. 

3  Small  learning  they  had,  and  wanted  no  more. 
Not  many  could  read,  but  all  could  adore  : 

No  help  from  the  College  or  School  they  receiv'd, 
Content  with  his  knowledge  in  whom  they  be- 
lie v'd. 

4  No  riches  had  they,  but  riches  of  grace  ; 
No  fondness  for  play,  or  passion  for  praise  ; 
No  moments  of  leisure  for  trifling  employs, 
Possest  of  the  treasure  in  God  to  rejoice. 

5  Men  in  their  own  eyes  were  children  again, 
And  children  were  wise  and  solid  as  men : 
The  women  were  fearful  of  nothing  but  sin, 
Their  hearts  were  all  cheerful  their  consciences 

clean. 

6  Wrapt  up  in  their  Lord,  his  service  and  love, 
They  liv'd  and  ador'd,  like  angels  above  ; 

To  keep  in  his  favour  their  lives  they  laid  down, 
And  now  with  their  Saviour  inherit  the  crown. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  51 

HYMN  50.    Part  2. 

1  /~\    WHERE   are  the  men  vnth.  virtue  en- 
\J   dow'd, 

To  live  as  did  then  the  servants  of  God  1  _ 
The  ancient  example,  who  shows  us  again, 
Courageous  to  trample  on  pleasure  and  pain! 

2  O  Jesus,  on  us  the  blessing  bestow, 
Us  little  ones  choose  thy  glory  to  show ; 
In  this  generation  thy  witness  raise  ; 

The  hetrs  of  salvation,  the  vessels  of  gx*ace. 

3  Accept  our  desire,  and  give  us  thy  love, 
Thy  children  inspire  with  faith  from  above  ; 
Purge  out  the  old  leaven,  and  early  convert, 
And  open  a  heaven  of  grace  in  our  heart. 

4  Begotten  again  and  principled  right, 

Good  works  to  maintain,  and  walk  in  thy  light; 
We  then  shall  recover  chat  vigour  of  grace, 
And  gladly  live  over  those  primitive  days. 

5  Our  moments  below  shall  pleasantly  glide, 
While  nothing  we  know  but  Christ  crucified; 
Our  whole  conversation  in  songs  shall  approve, 
Thy  wonderful  passion,  thy  ransoming  love. 

6  And  ifwe  must  win  the  crovim,  like  our  God, 
And  strive  against  sin  resisting  to  blood, 

Wc  more  than  victorious  o'er  death  shall  arise ; 
All  happy  and  glorious  with  Christ  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  51.    P.  M. 

1  T  UKEWARM  souls,  the  foe  grows  stronger, 

JLi  See  what  hosts  your  camp  surround, 
Arm  10  battle,  lag  no  longer, 

Hark  !  tlie  silver  trumpets  sound. 
Wake,  ye  sleepers,  wake  !  what  mean  yoal 

Sin  besets  you  round  about. 
Up  and  search,  the  world's  within  you, 

Slay  or  chase  the  traitor  out. 


53^  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  What  enchants  you,  sloth  or  pleasure  1 
Pluck  right  eyes — with  right  hands  part! 

Ask  your  conscience  where's  your  trea.mi'el 
For  be  certain  there's  your  heart: 

Give  the  fawning  foe  no  credit, 
See  the  bloody  Hag  unfurrd ; 

That  base  heart,  the  truth  hath  said  it, 
Loves  not  Goil,  that  loves  the  world. 

3  God  and  mammon  !  O,  be  wiser, 
Serve  them  both  !  it  cannot  be  ; 

Ease  in  warfare,  saint  and  miser, 

These  can  never  well  agree  : 
Shun  the  shame  of  basely  falling, 

Cumber'd  captives,  clogg'd  with  clay. 
Prove  your  faith,  make  sure  your  calling, 

Wield  the  sword,  and  win  the  day. 

4  Onward  press  toward  perfection. 
Watch  and  pray  and  all  things  prove  ; 

Seek  to  know  your  own  election,  ♦ 

Set  your  hearts  on  things  above  : 

Shun  backsliding,  scorn  dissembling, 
Lo  !  salvation's  near  in  view ; 

Work  it  out  with  fear  and  trembling; 
'Tis  your  God  that  works  in  you. 

HYMN  52.     P.  M. 

1  TTAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed ! 
xl  Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 

Hail  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free ; 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succour  speedy, 
To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 

To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  53 

To  give  t!icm  songs  for  s'lrhiiig-, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  liiitit, 
Whose  souls  condenin'd  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down,  like  showers 

Upoii  liie  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  and  joy,  like  llowers, 

Spring  in  his  jiath  to  birth  : 
Before  hiin,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  How. 
i  For  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove : 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever ; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 

HYMN  53.     P.  M. 

1  nPHE  time  is  soon  coming  by  the  prophets 
X     foretold, 

When  Zion  in  purity  the  world  shall  behold; 
When  Jesus's  pure  testimony  will  gain  the  day, 
Denomination's  selfishness  will  vanish  away. 

2  It  will  then  be  discover'd  who  for  Jesus  will  be, 
And  who  are  in  Babylon  the  saints  then  will  see; 
The  time  of  division  then  will  fully  be  known. 
Between  the  pure  Kingdom  and  defil'd  Babylon. 

3  Led  on  by  the  comforter,  what  sweets  will  be 

for.nd. 
What  peace,  and  what   harmony,    in   lovo  will 

abound, 
Losing  time  things  for  Jesus,  will  be  counted  aU 

joy, 
And  helping  each  other,  a  delightfal  employ. 


54  ZION     SONGSTER. 

4  What  beauty  will  the  churches  then  put  on  in 

his  sight, 
Being  govern'd  by  Jesus  Christ,  who  always  does 

right, 
No  spots  on  her  countenance,  in  that  glorious  day ; 
Unnecessary  ceremonies  vanish  away. 

5  The  watclimen  will  then  lift  up  their  voices  aa 

one, 

East,  West,  North,  and  South,  to  and  fro  tliey  will 

run: 
In  the  Spirit's  pure  testimony  preach  up  the  cross, 
The  mysteries  of  Babylon,  will  suffer  the  loss. 

6  But  O  !  what  a  storm  of  persecution  will  rage, 
For  the  cause  of  old  Babylon  too  many  engage  ; 
For  beholding  their  losses,  and  beginning  to  sinlc, 
They  hope  to  obstruct  the  Ught  from  shining  I 

think. 

7  But  truth  cuts  its  way,  and  love  will  melt  down 

all  foes, 
The  pure  word  of  God  will  conquer   all    who 

oppose ; 
The  church  stands  in  purity,  in  peace,  and  in  love, 
In  sight  of  her  enemies  she  rises  above. 

8  Let  all  who  would  wish  to  see  Millennium  begin, 
Come  out,  and  be  separate  from  sinners  and  sin, 
As  soon  as  the  churches  are  redeemed  from  sin, 
The  day  of  Millennium  will  surely  begin. 

HYMN  54.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,   brothers  and  sistei's,  who  love  ©ne 

O  another, 

And  have  done  for  years  that  are  gone  ; 
How  ol'ten  we've  met  him  in  sweet  heavenly  union, 

Which  opens  the  way  to  God's  throne  ; 
With  joy  and  thanksgiving  we'll  praise  him  who 

lov'd  us, 
While  we  run  the  bright  shining  way ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  55 

Though  we  part  here  in  body,  we're  bound  for 
one  glory 
And  bound  for  each  other  to  pray 

2  There  was  Joshua  and  Joseph,  Elias  and  Moses, 
That  pray'd  and  God  heard  from  his  throne  ; 

There  was  Abraham  and  Isaac,  and  Jacob  and 
David, 
And  Solomon,  and  Stephen,  and  John ; 
There  was  Simeon  and  Anna,  and  I  don't  know 
how  many, 
That  pray'd  as  they  journeyed  along ; 
Some  cast  among  lions,  some  bound  with  rough 
irons, 
Yet  glory  and  praises  they  sung. 

3  Some  tell  us  that  praying,  and  also  that  praising 
Is  labour  that's  all  spent  in  vain ; 

But  we  have  such  a  witness,  that  God  hears  with 
swiftness. 
From  praying  we  will  not  refrain. 
There  was  old  father  Noah,  and  ten  thousand  more, 

Who  witness'd  that  God  heard  them  pray ; 
There  Avas  Samuel,  and  Hannah,  Paul,  Silas,  and 
Peter, 
And  Daniel  and  Jonah  we'll  say. 

4  That  God  by  his  Spirit,  or  an  angel  doth  visit, 
Their  souls  and  their  bodies  while  praying  : 

Shall  wxi  all  go  fainting,  while  they  all  go  praising, 

And  glorify  God  in  the  flame  ; 
God  grant  us  to  inherit  the  same  praying  spirit, 

While  we  are  a  journeying  below  ; 
That  when  we  cease  praying,  we  shall  not  cease 
praising, 

But  round  God's  bright  throne  we  shall  bow. 

HYMN   55.     P.   M. 

1  T  ET  all  men  rejoice,  by  Jesus  restor'd; 
X-i  We  hit  up  our  voice,  and  call  him  ouf 
Lord; 


56  ZIO.V    SONGSTER. 

His  joy  is  to  bless  us,  and  free  us  from  thrall, 
From  all  that  oppress  us,  he  rescues  u-^  all. 

2  Him  Prophet,  and  King,  and  Priest  w'e  proclaim, 
We  triumph  and  sing  of  Jesus's  name ; 

Poor  idiots  he  teaches  to  show  forth  his  praise, 
And  tell  of  the  riches  of  Jesus's  grace. 

3  No  matter  how  dull  the  scholar  whom  he 
Takes  into  his  school,  and  gives  him  to  see ; 
A.  wonderful  fashion  of  teaching  he  hath, 

And  wise  to  salvation,  he  makes  us  through  faith. 
'  4  The  wayfaring  men,   though  fools,   shall  not 
stray. 
His  method  so  plain,  so  easy  the  way ; 
The  simplest  believer  his  promise  may  prove, 
And  drink  of  the  river  of  Jesus's  love. 

5  Yet  not  many  wise  his  sunmions  obey, 
And  great  ones  despise  so  vulgar  a  way  ; 

And  strong  ones  will  never  their  helplessness  own, 
Or  stoop  to  find  favour  through  mercy  alone. 

6  And  therefore  our  God  the  outcasts  hath  chose, 
His  righteousness  show'd  to  heathens  like  us ! 
When  wise  ones  rejected  his  offers  of  grace, 
His  goodness  elected  the  foolish  and  base. 

7  "ft)  baffle  the  wise,  and  noble,  and  strong, 
He  bade  us  arise  an  impotent  throng, 
Poor  ignorant  wretches,  we  gladly  embrace 
A  Prophet  who  teaches  salvation  by  grace. 

8  Poor  outcasts  of  men,  whose  souls  are  despis'd 
And  left  with  disdain,  by  Jesus  are  priz'd; 

His  gracious  creation  in  us  he  makes  known, 
And  brings  us  salvation  and  calls  us  his  own. 

HYMN  56.    P.  M. 

J  TTOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  let; 
Xl  How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear  1 


ZION    SONGSTER  57 

Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell 
His  soul  disdains  on  eartli  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

i  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  sav'd  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature  love ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view; 

Of  those  that  basely  pant, 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  I  have  no  babes  to  hold  me  here, 
But  children  more  securely  dear, 

For  mine  I  humbly  claim ; 
Better  than  daughters  or  than  sons, 
Temples  divine  of  living  stones, 

Inscribed  with  Jesu's  name. 

5  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess, 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness; 

A  poor  wayfaring  man. 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 
Till  I  my  Canaan  garn. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own ; 
A  stranger  to  the  w^orld  unk.no^vn, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

7  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
8 


58  ZION    SONGSTER. 

For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 
And  Jesus  bids  me  come ' 

8  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies,  ^ 

I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast! 

HYMN  57.     C.  M. 

1  npELL  us,  O  women  we  would  know, 
JL   Whither  so  fast  ye  move  1 

•'We  call'd  to  leave  this  world  below, 
Are  seeking  one  above." 

CHORUS. 

Friends  of  the  Bridegroom  we  shall  reign, 

Saviour  ice  ask  no  more : 
Hail  Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain 

Whom  Heaven  and  earth  adore. 

2  WTience  came  ye,  say,  and  what  the  placs 
That  ye  are  travelling  from'? 

"From  tribulation,  we,  through  grace. 
Are  now  returning  home.-"' 

3  Is  not  your  native  dwelling  here  ] 
Like  you  not  this  abode  1 

"We  seek  a  better  country  far, 
A  city  built  by  God." 

HYMN  58.    S.  M. 

1  ■\7"OUNG  people  all  attention  give, 

JL    While  I  address  you  in  God's  name : 
You  who  in  sin  and  folly  live,  ^ 

Cofne  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend. 
I've  sought  for  l)liss  in  glittering  toys. 

And  rang'd  the  luring  scenes  of  vice ; 
But  never  knew  substantial  joys. 

Until  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice. 

2  lie  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  wash'd  my  load  of  guilt  away; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  59 

He  gave  me  glory,  peace,  and  heav'n, 
And  thus  I  found  tiie  heav'niy  way. 

And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view, 
The  billows  roll  beneath  your  feet; 

For  death  eternal  waits  for  you 
Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

3  Youth,  like  the  spring,  will  soon  be  gone, 
By  fleeting  time  or  conqu'ring  death  ; 

Your  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 

And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 
Your  sparkling  eyes,  and  blooming  cheeks, 

IMust  wither  like  the  blasted  rose ; 
The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding-sheet, 

Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

4  Ye  heedless  ones  that  wildly  stroll, 
The  grave  will  soon  become  your  bed, 
Where  silence  reigns  and  vapours  roll, 

In  solemn  dai-kness  round  your  head. 
Your  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome  place, 

And  witli  a  sigh  move  slow  along ; 
Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 

With  which  your  graves  are  overgrown. 

5  Your  souls  will  land  in  darker  realms. 
Where  vengeance  reigns  and  billows  roar, 

And  roll  amid  the  burning  flames. 
When  thousand,  thousand  years  are  o'er. 

Sunk  in  the  shades  of  endless  night. 
To  groan  and  howl  in  endless  pain, 

And  never  more  behold  the  light, 
And  never,  never  rise  again. 

6  Ye  blooming  youth,  this  is  the  state, 
Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse ; 

And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late, 
The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose. 

Come  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by, 
No  longer  fight  against  your  God ; 

But  with  the  Gospel  now  comply, 
And  heav'n  shall  be  your  great  reward. 


60  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  59.    P.  M. 

1  TpAREWELL,  my  dear  orethren,  the  time  is  at 
JO     hand, 

That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band, 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away, 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  farewell  for  a  while, 
We'll  soon  meet  again,  if  kind  Providence  smile : 
But  when  we  are  parted,  and  scatter'd  abroad, 
Let's  pray  for  each  other,  and  wrestle  with  God. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be  dis- 

charg'd, 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  enlarg'd; 
With  shouting  and  singing,  tho'  Jordan  may  roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  stand  on  the  shore. 

4  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who're  listed  for 

war. 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near: 
Altho'  you  must  travel  the  dark  wilderness, 
Your  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to  peace. 

5  Tlie  world,  and  the  devil,  and  hell  all  unite, 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to  fright: 
But  Jesus  is  for  you,  who  is  stronger  than  they. 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your  way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  sad  brokea 

heart, 
O  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good  part ; 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save. 
His  arms  are  extended,  your  souls  to  receive. 

7  Farewell,  faithful  Christians,  farewell,  all  around 
Perhaps  ive'U  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shall 

sound ; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I  give  you  my  hand. 
Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  tiie  heavenly  land. 
11 


ZION    SONGSTER.  61 

HYMN  60.    P.M. 

1  TT THAT  think  you  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test 

VY   To  try  both  your  state  and  your  scheme 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest. 

Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him. 
As  Jesus  appears  in  our  view, 

As  he  is  beloved  or  not ; 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 

And  mercy  or  wrath  are  your  lot 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 
A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most : 

Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 
Nor  know  themselves  wretched  ani  lost: 

So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 
1  durst  not  confide  in  his  blood, 

Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 
Unless  I  were  sure  he  is  God. 

3  Some  call  him  a  Sayiour,  in  word, 

But  mix  their  own  works  with  his  plan ; 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  aflford, 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can: 
If  doings  prove  rather  too  light, 

(A  little,  they  own,  they  may  fail) 
They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 

By  casting  his  name  in  the  scale. 

4  Some  style  him  the  pearl  of  great  price, 
And  say  he's  the  fountain  of  joys ; 

Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 
And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys; 

Like  Judas,  the  Saviour  they  kiss. 
And  while  they  salute  him,  betray; 

Ah !  what  will  profession  like  this 
Avail  in  his  terrible  dayl 

5  If  ask'd  what  of  Jesus  I  think"? 

Though  still  my  be.st  thoughts  are  but  poor, 
I  say,  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 
My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store; 


62  ZION    SONGSTER. 

My  Shepherd,  my  Husband,  my  Friend, 
My  Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thra.'l, 

My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 
My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  AlL 

HYMN  61.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  my  brethren,  let  us  try 
V^  For  a  hitle  season, 

Every  burden  to  lay  by ; 
Come,  and  let  us  reason. 

2  \Vhat  is  this  <liai  casts  you  down  7 
What  is  this  that  grieves  you  1 

Speak,  find  let  the  worst  be  know-n, 
Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

3  Christ  at  times  by  faith  I  view 
And  it  doth  relieve  me, 

Bui  my  doubts  return  anew, 
They  are  those  iJiat  grieve  me. 

4  Troubled  like  the  restless  sea, 
Feeble,  faint  and  fearful,, 

Plagu'd  with  every  sore  disease, 
How  can  I  be  cheerful? 

5  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 
In  the  gloomy  gai'den. 

Sweating  blood  at  ev'ry  pore. 
To  procure  thy  pardon. 

6  View  him  nailed  to  the  tree. 
Bleeding,  groaning,  dying, 

See,  he  sutlered  this  for  thee, 
Therefore  be  believing. 

7  Joseph  took  his  body  down, 
Shrouded  it  in  linen, 

Laid  it  in  the  silent  tomb, 
And  returned  uiournitig. 

8  Jesus  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Angels  ll.v  from  glory, 

gee  what  glory  shines  around, 
Halieiujah,  glory. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  63 

9  Brethren  don't  you  feel  the  flame? 
Sisters  don't  you  love  lilm  1 

Let  us  join  to  praise  his  name, 
Let  us  never  grieve  him. 

10  Soon  we'll  meet  to  part  nc  more, 
Soon  we'll  meet  in  heaven, 

There  we'll  join  the  saints  above, 
And  for  ever  praise  him. 

HYMN  62.     P.  M. 

1  "XTE  carnal  professors  who  stand  on  your  lees, 

JL    Amidst  your  vain  pleasures,  your  profits 
and  ease ; 
God  calls  you,  arise  and  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you,  remember  Lot's  wife. 

2  Awake  from  your  slumbers  and  warning  re 

ceive ; 
'Tis  Jesus  that  calls  you,  the  message  believe ; 
While  danger's  around  you,  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you,  remember  Lot's  wife. 

3  The  vrays  of  religion,  true  pleasures  aJTord, 
No  pleasure  can  equal  the  joy  of  my  Lord  ; 
Forsake  then  the  world,  and  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you,  remember  Lot's  wife. 

i  How  many  poor  souls  has   th«  tempter  be* 

guil'd, 
With  specious  temptations  how  many  drfil'd, 
Tlien  be  not  detudoil,  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you,  remember  Lot's  wife. 

5  The  first  bold  apostate  will  tempt  you  to  stray. 
He'll  tell  you  no  danger  of  falling  away  ; 
He  means  to  deceive  you,  esc  ipo  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  be'iind  you,  reuiembor  Lot's  wife. 


64  ZION     SOx\GSTER. 

HYMN  G3.     P.  M. 

1  TTTHY  should  I  be  affrighted  at  pestilence  or 

VV    war, 
The  fiercer  the  tempest  the  sooner  it  is  o'er  ; 
With  Jesus  in  the  vessel,  the  billows  rise  in  vain, 
They  only  shall  escort  me  to  yonder  blissful  plain. 

2  This  world  is  full  of  dangers,  and  foes  that 

press  me  hard. 
But  Jesus  he  has  promis'd,  that  he  will  be  my 

guard ; 
Here  I  shall  not  be  tempted  above  what  I  can  bear, 
When  fighting's  done,  escorted,  his  kingdom  for 

to  share. 

3  From  him  I  have  my  orders,  and  while  I  do  obey, 
I  find  his  holy  spirit  illuminates  my  way; 

The  way  is  so  delightful,  I  wish  to  travel  on. 
Till  I  arrive  at  hcav'n,  to  receive  a  starry  crown. 

4  Although  my  flesh  is  mortal,  immortal  is  my 

hope, 
I'll  try  like  holy  Moses,  to  gain  the  mountain  top  ; 
When  at  Jehovah's  bidding,  with  cheerfulness  to 

die, 
And  then  ascend  to  heaven,  to  reign  above  the 

sky. 

5  Though  sinners  do  despise  me,  and  laugh  at  what 

I  say, 
I  find  a  little  number  walk  in  the  holy  way  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren,  they  mock'dour 

Jesus  too, 
The  crown  appears  before  us,  and  Jesus  in  cm 

view. 

6  I  must  conclude  my  story,  although  against  my 

will, 
I  wish  to  have  the  power,  to  sing  while  I  can  feel 
I  long  to  see  the  time,  when  iininortal  1  stiall  he, 
And  shout,  and  praise  my  ejaviour,  to  all  eternity 


ZION    SONGSTER.  65 

HYMN  64.     C.  M. 

1  T>  ISE,  Zion,  shine,  thy  light  is  come, 
Xv  The  glorious  day's  begun  ; 

Those  beams  we  see,  liow  bright  they  he^ 
Dart  from  tlie  glorious  sun. 

2  Of  righteousness  that  rising  is, 
The  day  doth  dawn  apace  ; 

Those  songs  of  praise  we  hear  are  lays, 
Of  Christ  and  his  free  grace  ; 

3  Are  tokens  plain,  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Is  has-t'ning  to  his  throne  ; 

The  bride  dotii  say,  Come  haste  away, 
My  dear  beloved  one. 

4  The  saints  rejoice,  the  turtle's  voice, 
Is  heard  within  our  land ; 

The  iiundred  forty-four  thousand, 
Do  on  Mount  Zion  stand. 

5  And  there  they  sing  to  Christ  their  King, 
With  songs  of  such  a  strain. 

That  there  are  none  but  those  alone, 
For  whom  the  Lamb  was  slain,  ; 

6  Can  learn  the  song  tliat  saints  do  sing;       f 
The  song  of  Moses  now  l- 

Is  laid  aside  by  the  Lamb's  bride,  ,- 

For  'tis  a  note  below. 

7  Ye  taught  ones  of  the  Lord,  sing  praisa 
T'  the  Lamb  upon  the  throne  ; 

For  it  was  he,  taught  you  and  me, 
To  sing  the  Lamb's  new  song. 

HYMN  65.     P.  M. 

I  TTOW  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that 

XI  await  me. 

In  yon  blissful  region,  the  haven  of  rest, 
Where  glorify'd  spirits  with  welcome  shall  greet 
me, 

And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepar'd  for  the  blest; 


66 


ZION    SONGSTER. 


Encircled  in  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My  liappiness  perfect,  uiy  mind  sky  laiclimdcd, 
I'll  bailie  in  tiie  ocean  of  pleasure  unboundetl, 
And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  uj 
Love. 

2  While  angelick  legions,  with  harps  tun'd  celes- 

tial, 
Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
The  Saints,  as  iliey  liock.  from  the  regions  terres- 
trial, 
In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise; 
The  song  of  redemption  shall  echo  through  hea- 
ven, 
My  soul  will  respond,  to  Immanuel  be  given, 
All  glory,  all  honour,  all  might  and  dominion, 
Who  brought  us  tlirough  grace  to  the  Eden  oj 
Love. 

3  Hail  blessed  estate  !  Hail  ye  songsters  of  glory  ! 
Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I'll  meet  you  above  ! 

And  join  your  full  choir  iji  rehcai'sing  the  story, 
"Salvation  from  sorrow,  through  Jesus's love." 
Tho'  prison'd  in  earth,  yet  by  anticipation, 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation 
Of  joys  that  await  me,  when  freed  !rom  probation, 
My  lieart's  now  in  heaven,  the  Edeii  of  Love. 

HYMN  66.     P.  M. 

1  T7E  sons  of  war,  1  pray  draw  near, 

Jl    And  list  as  generous  volunteers. 
Become  onr  royal  brothers  here 

I  mean  as  valiant  soldiers  ; 
You'll  enter  into  present  pay, 
And  feasting  live  from  day  to  day, 
Turn  ri>:lit  about  and  march  away, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

2  Ye  careless  sons  of  Adam's  race. 
Who  Ion;:  have  trod  in  folly's  v.ayu, 
O  lurn  aboMi  tnZiou's  face, 

Anu  meet  ApoUyon's  forces ; 


ZlOiN     SONGSTER.  67 

Gird  on  your  sword  and  glitt'rin^  shield, 
And  with  your  helmet  take  the  field, 
And  fight  your  way  and  never  yield, 
And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

3  The  bounty  you  shall  have  in  hand, 
If  you  will  hst  in  Jesu's  bau(J, 

Your  captain  in  llic  front  will  stand, 

And  beat  your  foes  before  you  ; 
Come  throw  your  rebel  weapons  down, 
And  seek  tor  honour  and  renown, 
And  you  shall  wear  a  starry  crown, 

For  Jesus  will  support  you. 

4  You  long  have  been  the  slaves  of  sin, 
Willi  dire  corruption  deep  within. 
The  Christian  warfare  now  begin, 

And  face  Apollyon's  forces  ; 
The  breast-plate  take  of  righteousness, 
Your  feet  be  shod  wiili  go.spel  [-eace. 
Be  daily  at  thetiirone  of  grace, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

5  Desert  the  cause  of  Heavei.'*  foe, 
Before  you  plunge  in  endless  wo. 
Now  courage  take,  to  Jesus  go, 

And  he  will  now  receive  you  ; 
From  sin  and  riatau  you'll  get  free, 
And  liajipy  seasons  you  sliall  see. 
And  gain  the  Cliristian's  lil»erty. 

For  Jesus  will  support  you. 

6  No  more  in  Satan's  ranks  a]ipear. 
Bni  to  our  l)auMer  pray  draw  near, 
We'll  win  liie  day,  you  neeil  nut  fear, 

Tlmugli  earili  and  hell  oppose  us, 
Our  capiahi  he  is  always  brave, 
And  able  still  his  men  to  save, 
lie  conipierM  dealli.  hell,  and  the  grave. 

And  he  will  still  support  you. 


68  ZION    SONGSTER. 

7  Let  not  sinners  you  affriglit, 
Altlio'  they  rage  and  vent  their  spUe, 
Wear  but  the  Christian's  armour  right, 

And  none  can  stand  before  you  : 
Altho'  your  parents  sliould  oppose, 
Your  dearest  friends  become  your  foea^ 
Yet  sweetly  with  the  gospel  close, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

8  And  when  the  war  is  at  an  end, 
Our  captain  still  will  be  our  friend, 
We'll  wing  our  way  and  up  ascend 

To  reign  with  him  in  glory  ; 
Then  shall  our  tears  be  wip'd  away 
Our  night  be  tum'd  to  endless  day, 
And  on  our  golden  harps  we'll  play, 

The  joyful  song  of  heaven. 

HYMN  67.    C.  M. 

r   TERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 

J    O  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ] 

2  Thy  walls  arc  all  of  precious  stone, 
Most  glorious  to  behold; 

Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl. 
Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  walks, 
My  study  long  have  been  ; 

Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight, 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  slay  from  thence  1 

What  folly's  this  that  I  should  dread 

To  die  and  go  from  hence ! 
B  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace, 

And  cause  me  to  ascend. 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  sabbaths  never  end. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  69 

C  Icsus,  my  Lord,  to  gloi7's  gone, 

Uim  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  bretliren  here  below, 

Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
1  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 

And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

8  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  ycara 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun ; 

We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

HYMN  68.     P.  M. 

1  rpiIE  Lord  into  his  garden  come, 
JL  The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume 
The  lilies  grow  and  thrive : 

Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 
And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground, 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  concjuers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  gloiious  time  is  coming  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
1  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free. 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  merciful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ; 
None  are  too  vile  who  will  repent, 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went. 

The  Lord  did  him  relieve. 


70  ZION    SONGSTER. 

5  Come,  brethren  dear,  who  know  the  Lord, 
AntI  taste  tlie  sweenicss  olhis  word, 

In  Jesu's  ways  -jo  on  : 
Our  troubles  autl  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  be^un, 
It  issues  trom  the  sparkling  throne, 

From  .lesu's  throne  on  liigh: 
It  comes  in  floods  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  we  still  are  dx'y. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above, 
And  all  surrounii  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  lull  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

8  'Tis  there  we'll  reign,  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  : 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  togetlier  there. 

For  Jesus  bids  us  couie. 

9  Amen,  Amen,  ray  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there ; 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land, 

Wlicre  we  shall  part  no  more. 

HYMN  69.     P.  M. 

1  "r\\RK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 

±J  Through  wiucli  pilgrims  make  their  wajf' 
Yet  beyonij  this  vale  of  sorrow, 

Lie  the  fields  of  entUess  day ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  71 

Fiends  loud  howling  through  tlic  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  jjo, 
And  the  fierj  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

i  O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 

Of  the  roughness  of  the  way  ; 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  yoii, 

And  your  vigour  to  decay  1 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  witli  you : 

He  will  lea<l  you  to  his  throne  ; 
He  who  died  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 

8  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 

He  who  bids  the  planets  roll : 
He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole : 
Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels 

Ready  to  obey  command, 
They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 

Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4  There,  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 
Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest ; 

Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  for  ever 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 

Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high, 
There  on  golden  harps  for  ever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

5  Tliere's  a  million  tlaming  seraphs 
Fly  across  the  heav'nly  plain, 

Where  they  sing  immortal  praises; 

Glory,  glory,  is  their  strain. 
But  methinks  a  sweeter  concert, 

Makes  the  heav'nly  arches  ring: 
And  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 


72  ZION    SONGSTER. 

7  O  their  crowns  !  how  bright  they  sparkle^ 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore  : 
They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures, 

Jesus  is  their  sheptierd  there. 
Eail !  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 
Grief  nor  sorrow,  pain  nor  anguish, 

Sliall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

HYMN  70.     P.  M. 

1  rpiIE  wondi-ous  love  of  Jesus, 

JL   From  doubts  and  fears  it  frees  us^ 
With  pitying  love  he  sees  us, 

A  toiling  liere  below : 
Through  tribulation  driven, 
We'll  force  our  way  to  heaven  ; 
Through  consolation  given. 

Rejoicing  on  we'll  go. 

2  Companions  now  distressed, 
By  Satan  sore  oppressed. 
Cheer  up,  vou'll  be  relieved, 

Your  Captain's  gone  before. 
In  every  trying  hour, 
He'll  save  you  by  his  power,  e 

And  bring  you  safe  to  heaven. 

On  that  eternal  shore. 

3  O  yonder  is  the  glory, 
It  lies  but  just  before  you, 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story. 

Of  all-redeeming  love  : 
And  there  we  shall  for  ever. 
Drink  of  that  flowing  river, 
And  ever,  ever,  ever, 

Surround  the  throne  of  love. 

4  There  in  the  blooming  Garden 
Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon, 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordai) 

We  will  worship  the  Lamb: 


ZION    SONGSTER.  73 

We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes, 
A  song  that  never  closes 

Of  pleasures  to  his  name. 

HYMN  71.     P.  M. 

1  "DRETHREN,  we  have  met  to  worsliip 
JD  And  adore  the  Lord  our  God; 

Will  you  pray  with  all  your  power, 

While  we  try  to  preach  the  wordi 
All  is  vain  unless  the  Spirit 

Of  the  Holy  One  comes  down, 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

2  Brethren,  see  poor  sinners  round  you 
Slumbering  on  the  brink  of  wo, 

Death  is  coming,  hell  is  moving, 

Can  you  bear  to  let  them  go] 
See  our  fathers,  and  our  mothers, 

And  our  children  sinking  down ; 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  inanna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around 

3  Brethren,  here  are  poor  backsliders. 
Who  were  once  near  licaven's  door. 

But  they  have  betray'd  tlieir  Saviour, 

And  are  worse  than  e'er  before  ; 
Yet  the  Saviour  offers  pardon, 

If  they  will  lament  their  wound. 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help,  like 
Moses's  sister  helped  him, 

While  you  see  the  trembling  sinners, 

Who  are  struggling  hard  with  sin? 
Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour, 

Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found ; 
Pray  on,  sisters,  and  the  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 
10 


74  ZION    SOXGSTKR. 

6  Let  us  love  our  God  supremely, 

Let  us  love  each  other  too, 
Let  us  love  and  pray  for  sinners, 

Till  our  God  makes  all  tilings  new; 
Then  he'll  call  us  home  to  lieaven, 

At  his  table  we'll  sit  down, 
Christ  will  gird  himself  and  serve  us 

With  sweet  maiina  all  around. 

HYMN  72.     P.  M. 

1  fX^IIERE  we   shall  reign  with  Jcsr.s,  on  thai 
JL     delightful  shore, 

And  shout  with  the  redeemed,  our  trials  are  all 

o'er; 
The  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  the  weary  are 

at  rest, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  Jesus,  eternal  ages  hU-si- 

2  We  shall  be  hke  the  angels,  m  tliat  inunorial 

throng, 
And  shout  aloud  salvation,  'twill  be  our  lasting 

song ; 
They  sing  creating  goodness,  and  we  redeeming 

love, 
And  this  shall  be  our  bus'ness,  in  the  brigiu  worlds 

above. 

3  This  love   so  freely  flowing,  it  anhnate.^  our 

heart, 
This  love  is  still  abounding,  in  evei-y  place  and 

part, 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  ended,  though   faith  and 

hope  should  cease. 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  bounded,  but  ever  will  uj- 

crease. 

4  This  love  through  endless  ages,  it  ever  is  the 

same, 
Tis  this  our  heart  engages,  to  love  and  serve  the 
Lauib  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  75 

Unlies  us  altogether,  and  makes  us  of  one  soul, 
It  is  the  Hahn  of  Gilead,  it  makes  the  wouiidod 
whole. 

HYMN  73.     P.  M. 

1  TT'E  who  knew  your  sins  forgiven, 

JL   And  are  happy  in  the  Lord, 
Have  you  read  thai  gracious  promise, 

Which  is  left  upon  record: 

1  will  si)riiikle  you  with  wafer, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin, 
Sanctify  and  make  you  holy, 
1  will  dwell  and  reign  within. 

2  Though  you  have  much  peace  and  comfort, 
Greater  things  you  yet  may  find, 

Freedom  from  unholy  tempers. 

Freedom  from  the  carnal  mind. 
To  procure  your  perfect  freedom, 

.lesus  sulfer'd,  groan'd,  and  died. 
On  the  cross  the  healing  foimtain, 

Gushed  from  his  wounded  side. 

3  O  ye  tender  babes  in  .Tesus, 
Hear  your  hcav'nly  Father's  will, 

Claim  your  portion,  plead  his  promise, 

And  he  quickly  vvill  fuifd. 
Pray,  and  the  refining  fire. 

Will  come  streaming  from  above, 
Now  believe  and  gain  the  blessing. 

Nothing  less  than  perfect  love. 

4  If  you  have  obtain'd  this  treasure, 
Search  and  you  shall  surely  find, 

All  the  Christian  marks  and  graces, 

Planted,  growing,  in  your  mind. 
Perfect  faith,  and  perfect  patience, 

Perfect  lowliness,  and  then, 
Perfect  hope,  and  perfect  meekness, 

Perfect  love  for  God  and  man. 


76  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  But,  be  sure  to  gain  the  witness, 

Which  abides  both  day  and  night; 
This  your  God  has  plainly  proniis'tl, 

This  is  like  a  stream  of  light. 
While  you  keep  the  blessed  witness, 

All  is  clear  and  calm  within  ; 
God  himself  assures  you  by  it. 

That  your  heart  is  cleans'd  from  sm. 

6  Be  as  holy  anxl  as  happy, 
And  as  useful  here  below. 

As  it  is  your  Father's  pleasure, 

Jesus,  only  Jesus  know. 
6]iroad,  O  spread  the  holy  fire. 

Tell,  O  tell  what  God  has  done, 
Till  the  nations  are  conformed 

To  the  image  of  his  Son. 

7  Witnesses  might  be  produced 
Of  this  glorious  work  of  love, 

Paul  and  James,  and  John  and  Peter, 
Long  before  they  went  above. 

Hundreds,  thousands,  tens  of  thousands. 
Have,  anil  do,  and  will  a[)pear. 

Let  me  ask  the  solemn  question. 
Has  the  Lord  a  witness  here'/ 

8  Wake  up  brother,  wake  up  sister. 
Seek,  O  seek  this  holy  state, 

None  but  holy  ones  can  enter. 
Thro'  the  pure  celestial  gate. 

Can  you  bear  the  thought  of  losing 
All  the  joys  that  are  above"? 

ho  my  broiher,  no  my  sister, 
God  will  perfect  you  in  love. 

9  Maya  mighty  sound  from  heaven, 
Suddenly  come  rushing  down, 

Cloven  tongues  like  as  ol  fire, 
May  they  set  on  all  arouuiL 


ZION    SONGSTER. 

O  may  every  soul  be  filled 

With  the  Holy  Ghost  to-day, 
It  IS  coming,  it  is  coming, 

O prepare,  prepare  the  way. 

HYMN  74.     P.  M. 

1  i^OME,  my  brethren  dear, 

vy  Since  we  now  have  met  here, 
For  to  tell  what  we've  met  since  here  last 

'Mongst  the  rest  I  do  rise. 

Being  bound  for  the  skies, 
For  to  tell  thro'  what  conflicts  I've  past 

2  My  friends  have  tried  each  scheme, 
Once  more  to  make  me  dream. 

About  happiness  here  upon  earth; 
But  I've  glory  in  my  view. 
And  my  journey  I'll  pursue, 

And,  by  grace,  travel  on  until  death. 

3  Satan  liath  tried  his  force, 
For  to  stop  up  my  course, 

A.nd  direct  me  in  some  other  way; 

The  world  hath  strove  in  vain 

My  affections  to  gain. 
And  once  more  for  to  lead  me  astray. 

4  Many  times  I  do  sigh. 
And  oft  weep  and  cry, 

Througli  troubles  of  various  kinds; 

But  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

I  am  told  in  his  word, 
That  an  end  of  my  conflicts  I'll  find. 

5  No,  it  will  not  be  long, 

'Till  I  shall  change  my  song, 
From  sighs  and  from  groans  unto  praise ; 

With  the  angels  Til  meet, 

To  walk  the  golden  street. 
And  join  with  bright  saints  in  their  lajat 


7V 


78  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  My  friends,  I  want  to  go 
And  leave  all  things  below, 

While  I  view  them  singing  above; 
I  want  to  walk  the  plains, 
And  in  more  exalted  strains, 

To  praise  the  Redeemer  of  love. 

7  We'll  sing  Moses's  song, 
While  we  do  march  along, 

And  the  gates  of  the  city  march  through 
Bearing  palms  in  our  hands, 
And  bright  crowns  on  our  heads, 

Weai-ing  white  robes  of  righteousness  too. 

HYMN  75.     P.  M. 

I  T  LOVE  my  blessed  Saviour, 

X  I  feel  I'm  in  his  favour. 
And  I  am  his  for  ever, 

If  I  but  faithful  [)rove  ; 
And  now  I'm  bound  for  Canaan, 

1  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 

And  soon  shall  get  to  heaven, 
To  sing  of  his  love. 

2  Poor  sinners  may  deride  me, 
And  unbelievers  chide  me, 
Bui  nothing  shall  divide  me, 

From  Jesus  my  frjpnd. 
Supported  by  his  jmuer, 
I  lung  to  seethe  liour, 
That  bids  my  spirit  tower, 

And  all  my  troubles  end. 

3  Tlie  pleasing  time  is  hasi'ning. 
My  lott'ring  frame  is  wasting, 
Whde  I'm  engairiH]  in  praising, 

impeU'd  liy  his  Uive. 
When  ytmdcr  sl;ining  orders, 
Wlio  sing  on  Can;i-Hii's  iiordiTS, 
Shall  bear  me  to  ilu'jr  Lord,  there 

To  praise  him  above. 


ZION    SOxVGSTER. 

4  My  tliirsty  soul  is  panting, 
My  hody  almost  fainting, 

While  praise  and  pmyer  are  ventingj 

From  my  feeble  tongue. 
IIow  ardent  my  desire, 
Lord  Jesus,  raise  me  higher, 
To  join  the  holy  choir, 

In  that  immortal  song. 

5  Farewell,  I'm  bound  for  glory, 
Ifow  pleasing  is  the  story  ! 
Those  sliining  worlds  before  me, 

Invite  me  to  be  gone. 
Had  I  angels'  pinions, 
I'd  range  the  brigiit  ilominions, 
And  join  the  shining  millions, 

Wiio're  shonting  rounii  the  throne. 

6  The  pleasing  smile  of  .h:'sus, 
The  rapturous  sound  increases, 
And  tunes  the  heavenly  voices, 

Througiiout  the  ethereal  plains. 
My  llesh  and  spirit  failing, 
My  soul  in  transjiorts  hailing. 
Bright  seraphs  in  their  dwelling, 

I  sing  immortal  strains. 

HYMN  76.     P.  M. 

1  f^  TIinE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovali, 
\jr  Pdgrim  thro'  this  barren  land; 

1  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty — 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain. 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 

Let  the  fiery,  clou<ly  pillar. 

Lead  me  all  my  jt>urney  through 
Strfing  deliv'rer ! 
Be  thou  slill  uiy  strength  and  shield. 


79 


80  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna, 
Li  this  barren  wilderness: 

Be  uiy  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner, 
Be  my  robe  of  righteousness : 
right  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sov'reign  grace. 

4  VVlien  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 

Foe  to  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

HYMN  77.     P.  M. 

1  "OEGONE !  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
J3  And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear  ; 

By  prayer  let  me"  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform, 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  1  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Tho'  darlv  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 

Tho'  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  Ilis  love  in  time  past  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  I'evievv, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure   to   bring  me  quita 

through. 
i  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food : 
Tho'  painful  at  present„'twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  O  how  pleasant  the  conqu'ror's  song. 

HYMN  78.     P.  M. 

I  rpilE  fields  are  all  white,  the  harvest  is  near. 
JL     The  reapers  all  with  their  sharp  sickles 
appear, 
For  to  reap  do\vx\  the  wheat,  and  to  gather  in  barns, 
VVliile  the  wild  plants  of  nature  are  left  for  to  burn. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  81 

2  Oomfi  then,  O  my  soul,  meditate  on  that  day, 
Whfii  all  tlimgs  in  nature  shall  cease  and  decay, 
When  the  trumiiet  shall  sound,  and  the  angeta 

appear, 
For  to  reap  down  the  earth,  both  the  wheat  and 
the  tare. 

3  But  hear  the  sad  cries  that  ascend  to  the  sky, 
Of  those  in  disti-ess,  who  have  no  wliere  to  fly, 
But  will  call  to  the  rocks  and  the  mo^antains  to  fall 
On  their  naked  souls,  for  to  hide  thein  withal. 

4  But  'twill  all  be  in  vain,  for  the  mountains  must 

11  ee, 
Tlie  rocks  fly  like  hailstones,  and  shall  no  more  be, 
The  earth  it  shall  quake,  and  the  seas  shall  retire, 
And  this  solid  world  shall  be  then  aU  on  fire. 
5^  But  hear  the  kind  Judge,  in  that  day  of  alarms- 
First  gather  my  saints  and  bring  them  to  my  arms, 
That  tile  seven  last  plagues  may  be  pour'd  out  on 

those 
Who  have  blasphem'd  my  name,  and  my  saints 

have  oppos'd. 

6  Then  Oh  !  wretched  mortals,  look  up  and  espy 
The  glorious  Redeemer,  marching  thi-o'  the  sky. 
On  a  chariot  of  fire,  to  the  earth  he  i.5  bound, 
With  a  guard  of  bright  angels  attending  him  down. 

7  Come  hither,  ye  nations,  your  sentence  receive. 
No  longer  my  spirit  shall  strive  and  be  griev'd, 
My  judgment  is  right,  my  sentence  is  just, 
Come  hither  ye  blessed,  depart  all  ye"  curst. 

8  O  sinners  take  warning,  and  seek  ye  the  Lord, 
I  have  not  been  jesting,  il  is  Christ's  own  word, 
That  those  who've  done  good  in  glory  shall  stand, 
But  those  who've  done  evllshall  surely  be  damned. 

9  So  farewell,  I  leave  you  to  ponder  your  way. 
May  the  Lord  seal  instruction  to  what  I  now  say. 
That  our  souls  to  God's  throne  may  be  pour'd  out 

in  pray'r 
ThatwG  may  be  prepar'd  to  meet  Christ  in  the  air. 
il 


82  ZION    SON^-'^TER. 

HYMN  79.     P.  M. 

1  i^OME  all  ye  poox*  sinners,  and  stay  not  be- 
vy   hind, 

Ye  poor  and  ye  needy,  yo  halt  and  ye  blind, 
Accept  of  the  gospel,  before  'tis  tco  late, 
Or  burnings  eternal  mast  Le  your  hard  fate. 

2  The  rich  man,  we  read,  did  the  beggar  despise, 
But  in  hell  in  sad  torment  he  lifted  his  eyes  ; 

He  saw  the  good  Abra'm  in  mansions  above, 
In  his  bosom  the  beggar  lay  clasped  in  love. 

3  He  cries,  Father  Abra'm,  pray  send  me  relief, 
For  I  am  in  torment,  in  pain,  and  in  grief; 
Good  Abra'm  replies,  Son,  remember  of  late, 
You  sumptuously  fared,  and  boasted  your  state. 

4  At  your  gate  the  poor  beggar  lay  sick  and  dis- 

tress'd, 
You  refused  him  food,  and  depriv'd  him  of  rest; 
The  dogs  had  compassion,  and  licked  his  sores, 
While  on  the  poor  beggar  you  barred  your  doors. 

5  A  deep  and  broad  gulph  is  now  placed  between, 
Which  cannot  be  passed  although  you  are  seen, 
In  justice  you're  doom'd  in  that  place  to  remain. 
While  the  beggar  rejoices,  to  linger  in  pain. 

6  I  pray,  father  Abra'm,  tlie  rich  man  rejoin'd. 
Send  the  beggar  to  warn  my  f.ve  brethren  behind, 
That  they  may  in  season,  petition  for  grace, 

And  not  be  consign'd  to  this  tormenting  place. 

7  They  have  the  free  gospel,  good  Abra'm  reply'd 
The  Prophets,  and  Moses,  and  others  beside  ; 

If  these  will  not  strike   their   vile  bosoms  with 

dread, 
They  would  not  believe  tho'  one  rose  from  the 

dead. 

8  Come  all  ye  poor  sinners,  take  warning  by  this, 
For  death  will  soon  place  you  in  torment  or  bliss, 
Prepare  to  meet  Jesus  in  meekness  and  love, 
That  when  he  appears  he'll  receive  you  above. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  S3 

HYMN  80.     P.  M. 

1  TTOW  firm  a  foundation,   ye  saints  of  the- 
XI  Lord, 

Is  laid  lor  your  faith  in  iiis  excellent  word ; 
Wlial  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  haili  said, 
Vou  who  unto  Jesus  lor  refuge  liave  fled? 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness  and  health, 
In  poverty's  vale  ;  or  ahounding  in  wejiltli. 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  tiie  sea, 

As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever 
be. 

3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid : 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
ITplield  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  o'erllow. 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless: 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  path-way  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  Ev'n  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  doth  lean  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavour  to  shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake. 

HYMN  81.     P.  M. 

I  "p^ROOPING  saints  no  longer  grieve, 

JLy  Heaven  is  propitious, 
If  on  Christ  you  do  believe. 

You  will  find  him  precious. 


84  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Jesus  now  is  passing  by,- 
Calls  the  mourners  to  him  ; 

He  lias  died  for  you  and  I, 
Now  look  up  and  view  him. 

2  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  a  healing  fountain ; 

See  the  consolation  tide, 

Boundless  as  the  ocean. 
See  the  living  waters  move, 

For  the  sick  and  flying  ; 
Now  resolve  to  gain  liis  love, 

Or  to  perish  trying. 

3  Grace's  store  is  always  free, 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden  ; 

Jesus  calls,  "Come  unto  me," 

Weary,  licavy  laden. 
Thoughyour  sins  like  mountains  rise 

Rise  and  reach  to  heaven  ; 
Soon  as  you  on  liim  rely, 

'"•  All  shall  be  forgiv'n." 

4  Now  niethinks  I  hear  one  say, 
I  will  go  and  jirove  liim  ; 

If  he  takes  my  sins  away. 

Surely  I  shall  love  liim. 
Yes,  I  see  the  Faiiier  smile, 

Smiling  moves  my  bunlen : 
All  is  grace,  for  I  am  vile, 

Yet  he  seals  my  pardon. 

5  Streaming  mercy,  how  it  flows, 
Now  I  know,  I  feel  it ; 

Half  has  never  yet  been  told, 

Yet  I  want  to  tell  it. 
Jesus's  blood.has  healM  my  wounds, 

Oh  the  wond'nnis  story; 
I  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 

Glory  !  Glory  !  Glory  ! 

6  Glory  to  my  Saviour's  name, 
Saints  are  bound  to  love  him ; 


ZION     SONGSTER.  85 

Mourners  you  may  do  the  same, 

Only  come  and  prove  him. 
Hasten  to  the  Saviour's  blood, 

Feel  it  and  declare  it ; 

0  that  I  could  sing  so  loud, 
All  the  world  plight  hear  it. 

7  If  no  greater  joys  are  known 
In  the  upper  regions ; 

1  will  try  to  travel  on, 

In  tnis  pure  religion. 
Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there. 

Glory's  here  and  yonder; 
Brightest  seraphs  shout  Amen, 

While  the  angels  wonder. 

HYMN  82.     L.  M. 

1  npnOUGII  in  the  outward  church  below, 

JL  The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow  ; 
•Tesus  ere  long  will  weed  tlie  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up. 


For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrours  there, 
To  recollect  their  stations  here  ; 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew, 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew  7 

3  Oh !  this  vnW  aggi-avate  their  case, 
They  perish'd  under  means  of  grace  ; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 

4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Strangers  inigiit  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends. 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends; 


86  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will, 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

6  But  tho'  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  riot  require  them  long; 
In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  o\vn, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

7  Most  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so  1 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know! 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  1 

Me,  for  that  harvest,  Lord  prepare. 

HYMN    83.     P.   M. 

1  "\7TE    children    of  Zion,    who're    aiming   for 

JL      glory, 
Enlisted  with  Jesus  to  fight  against  hell, 
New  Canaan's  bright  borders  are  now  just  before 

you, 
Though  Jordan's  proud  billows  its  banks  over- 
swell. 
Ten  thousands  have    cross'd  it,  and  are  now  in 

glory, 
A  shouting  and  telling  the  triumphant  story, 
And  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  will  bring  us  all  over, 
In  the  land  of  sweet  Canaan,  for  ever  to  dwell. 

2  This  makes  my  heart  joyful,  it  fills  me  with 

pleasure, 
That  suff'ring  and  toiling  will  one  day  be  o'er; 
At  the  feet  of  niv  Saviour,  I'll  there  coimt  my 

treasure. 
Where  sin,  pain,  and  sorrow,  can  reach  me  no 

more. 
Be  bold  and  courageous,  and  fear  not  the  devil. 
Though  he  should  speak  of  you  all  manner  of  evil, 
For  tho'  Satan  rages,  yet  Jesus  engages, 
To  bring  us  all  shouting  to  Canaan's  bright  shore. 

3  Like  ships  on  the  ocean,  we're  tossed  by  com- 

motion. 
But  Christ  is  the  pilot,  and  he's  a  sure  guide . 


ZION    SONGSTER.  87 

If  sick  and  afflicted,  kind  love  has  a  lotion 
Which  Hows  in  abundance  from  Jesus's  sivle, 
Though    Satan's    wild   whirlwinds   like  deluges 

roaring, 
And  floods  ol  temptation  as  hail  are  down-pouring, 
Though  devils  should  haunt  you,  yet  let  them  not 

daunt  you, 
For  Jesus  rules  over  the  wind  and  the  tide. 

4  I  feel  his  love  blazing,  my  spirits  are  raising, 
Had  I  angels'  pinions,  away  I  would  go, 

And  see  that  Ijright  city,  and  hear  angels  praising, 
And  all  the  enjoyment  of  glory  to  know. 
To  our  great  Father,  that  shines  throughout  hea- 
ven, 
AH  glory  from  saints  and  from  angels  be  given; 
My  heait's  all  on  fire,  my  Jesus  draws  nigher, 
His  love,  like  an  ocean,  all  through  me  doth  flow. 

5  His  love  so  constrains  me,  tliis  earth  can't  con- 

tain me. 
My  soul  IS  so  joyful,  I'm  fiU'd  with  new  wine, 
'Tis  grace  that  supports  me,  and  glory  awaits  me- 
While  beams  from  sweet  heaven  all  round  me  do 

shine. 
Bright  angels  attend  me  where'er  I  am  going, 
Sweet  Jesus  directs  me,  whatever  I'm  doing; 
A  suJ)ject  of  wonder,  on  vvhicli  angels  ponder, 
That  beggars  are  raised  to  a  life  so  divine, 

HYMN  84.     P.  M. 

1  TTEAR  the  royal  proclamation, 
IX  The  glad  tidings  o{  salvation, 

Publishing  to  every  creature, 
To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature. 

CHORUS. 

Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious, 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious, 

Jesus  reigns. 

2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying, 


88  ZION    SONGSTER. 

"Rebel  sinners,  royal  favour 
Now  is  offered  oy  tlie  Saviour." 

3  Hear  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing^ 
Here  is  life  and  free  salvation, 
Offer'd  to  the  whole  creation. 

4  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly  ; 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  for  ever, 
Oh  now  turn  to  God  the  Saviour. 

5  'Twas  for  you  that  .lesus  died, 
For  you  he  was  crucilied; 
C'onquer'd  death,  and  rose  to  heaven, 
Life  eternal's  through  him  given. 

6  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honej', 
Come,  and  purchase  without  money  ; 
Mercy  hke  a  flowing  fountain, 
Streaming  from  the  holy  moimtain. 

7  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains 
Purhng  streams  and  crystal  fountains, 
Royj-ing  thunders,  lightnings'  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 

8  Now  our  hearts  have  caught  new  fire 
Bretliren,  raise  your  voices  higher; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamation. 

To  the  King  of  our  salvation. 

9  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation; 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judali's  Lion, 
Tlie  Almighty  Prince  of  Zion. 

10  Shout,  ye  saints,  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  halh  purcluis'd  our  redemption  ; 
Angels,  sliout  the  pleasing  story, 
Througii  the  brighter  world  of  glory. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  89 

HYMN  85.     L.  M. 

1  rpHE  tree  of  life  my  soul  hath  seen, 
J.  Laden  with  fruit  and  always  green, 

The  trees  of  nature  fruitless  be, 
Compar'd  with  Christ,  the  apple  tree. 

2  Ilis  beauty  doth  all  things  excel. 
By  faith  I  know,  but  ne'er  can  teil, 
The  glory  which  I  now  do  see, 

In  Jesus  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

3  'Tis  happiness  which  I  liave  sought 
And  pleasure  dearly  have  1  bought 
I've  miss'd  of  all,  but  now  I  see 

'Tis  found  in  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

4  I'm  weary  of  my  former  toil. 
Here  I  will  sit  and  rest  awhile, 
Under  the  shadow  I  will  be. 
Of  Jesus  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

5  With  great  delight  I'll  make  my  stay, 
There's  none  shall  fright  my  soul  away  ; 
Among  the  sons  of  men  I  see. 
There's  none  like  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

6  I'll  sit  and  eat  this  fruit  divine, 

It  cheers  my  heart  like  holy  wine : 
And  now  the  fruit  is  sweet  to  me, 
That  grows  on  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

7  This  fruit  doth  make  my  soul  to  thrive 
And  keeps  my  dying  faith  alive  ; 

It  makes  my  soul  in  haste  to  be 
With  Jesus  Christ  the  apple  tree. 

HYMN  86.    L.  M. 

1  T'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
X  Who  hves  by  angels  now  adur'd  : 

That  Jesus  who  once  died  for  me. 
Who  bore  my  sins  in  agony. 

2  I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  his  laws, 
Nor  to  defend  his  noble  cause  ; 

12 


90  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  way  he's  gone,  is  mark'd  witli  blood, 

0  may  I  tread  the  steps  he  trod. 

3  I'm  not  ashani'd  to  bear  my  crosfs, 
For  which  I  count  all  things  as  dross; 
What  e'er  I'm  bid  to  do  or  say, 

If  Christ  command  I  will  obey. 

4  I'm  not  ashani'd  to  be  despis'd. 
By  those  who  ne'er  reliixion  priz'd  ; 
Nor  will  I  prove  to  Cliri.si  untrue 
For  all  that  man  cai>  say  or  do. 

5  This  world's  vain  honours  I  will  shun, 
The  narrow  way  to  life  I'll  run, 

That  this  at  last  my  boast  may  be, 
My  Saviour's  not  ashamed  of 'me. 

HYMN  87.  P.  M. 

1  'T^IIO'  sinners  would  vex  me, 
Jl  And  troubles  perplex  me, 

Against  inclination,  ah  !  what  shall  I  do? 

No  longer  a  rover, 

My  follies  are  over, 
For  one  tiling  is  needful,  and  that  I'll  pursue. 

2  Vain  pleasure's  deceitful, 
Sin  to  me  is  hateful, 

But  more  lasting  pleasure  I  hope  for  to  find, 

This  world  is  a  bubble, 

A  life  full  of  trouble, 
My  thoughts  now  fly  upwards  and  leave  all 
behind. 

3  The  bells  are  a  tolling, 
The  wheels  are  a  rolling, 

Some  gallant  gay  fair  one  goes  to  Iheir  long  home, 

If  "dead  out  of  Jesus, 

The  Lord  will  not  save  us. 
And  to  live  in  giory  we  never  can  come. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  91 

4  O  pray  for  conversion, 
Shun  foolish  diversion, 

Use  much  self-denial,  and  take  up  your  cross, 

Do  this  for  a  season, 

And  use  your  own  reason, 
And  time  will  soon  prove  you'll  not  be  at  a  loss. 

5  If  time  is  a  treasure. 
There's  none  for  vain  pleasure, 

Look  up  to  the  giver  with  faith's  steadfast  eye, 

Believe  on  that  Jesus 

Who  died  to  save  us, 
For  time  liies  apace,  and  eternity's  nigh. 

6  My  soul  starts  with  wonder 
To  think  how  the  thunder 

Will  shake  all  creation  at  the  angel's  call, 

Time  is  now  no  longer, 

The  aged  and  younger. 
Shall  hear  the  dread  sentence,  for  Christ's  all  in 
all. 

7  Behold  how  divided, 
The  judgment  decided. 

Poor  sinners  bewailing  their  folly  in  hell, 

But  glory  to  .Tesus, 

Believing  he'll  save  us, 
With  angels  in  glory  his  praises  we'll  swell. 

HYMN  88.     S.  M. 

I  T>ESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 

XJ  Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

How  often  have  I  seen 
Tlie  healing  waters  move, 
And  others  round  me  stepping  in« 
Their  efficacy  prove. 

3  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  same. 


92  ZION    SONGSTER. 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  uiicn  at  rirsi  I  came. 

4  O  would  the  Lord  appear, 
My  lualatly  to  heal, 

He  Knows  how  long  I've  languish'd  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  I  thought, 
Why  should  1  longer  lie  ] 

Surely  the  uiercy  I  have  sought, 
Is  not  lor  such  as  I. 

6  But  wliither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry  ; 

Can  Jesns  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  sulfer  him  to  die  1 

8  No,  he  is  full  ol  grace. 
He  never  will  permit 

A  soul  tliat  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

HYMN  89.     P.  M. 

1  TE.SUS,  while  he  dwelt  below, 
V  As  divine  historians  say, 

To  a  place  would  often  go  ; 

Near  to  Kedron's  brook  it  lay; 
In  this  place  he  lov'd  to  be, 
Aiid  'twas  nam'd  Getlisernane. 

2  Full  of  love  to  man's  lost  race. 
On  this  conrtict  mucii  he  thought ; 

This  he  knew,  the  destin'd  place. 

And  he  lov'd  the  sacred  spot. 
Therefore  'twas  he  lik'd  to  be 
Often  in  GetUsc.iiiane. 

3  Come  at  length  the  dreadful  night 
Vengciuice  with  its  iron  rod 


ZION    SONGSTER.  93 

Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God. 
See,  my  soul,  thy  Saviour  see, 
Grovellitig  in  Gethsemane. 

4  Tliere  my  Saviour  bore  my  guilt; 
Tliis  through  grace  can  be  believ'd 

But  the  horrours  whicli  he  felt, 
Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd : 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee, 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane. 

5  Sins  against  a  holy  God, 

Sins  against  his  righteous  laws — 
Sins  against  his  love,  his  blood — 

Sins  against  his  name  and  cause- 
Sins  immense  as  is  the  seei, 
Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane. 

6  Saviour,  all  the  stone  remove 
From  my  flinty,  frozen  heart ; 

Thaw  it  with  the  beams  of  Love — 
Pierce  it  with  a  blood-dipt  dart: 
Wound  the  heart  that  womided  thee ; 
Melt  me  in  Gethsemane. 

HYMN  90.     P.M. 

1  TTTHEN  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld, 

VV   Afflicted  and  trembling  with  fear 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  fill'd, 

From  weeping  he  could  not  forbear. 
Awhile  his  behaviour  was  rough, 

To  bring  tiieir  past  sins  to  their  mind; 
But  when  they  were  humbled  enough, 

He  hasted  to  show  himself  kind. 

2  How  little  they  tliougbt  it  was  he, 
Whom  they  had  ill-treated  and  soldi 

How  great  their  confusion  must  be, 

As  soon  as  his  name  he  had  told  1 
•'1  am  Joseph  your  brother,"  he  said, 

"And  still  to  my  heart  you  are  dear 


94  ZrON    SON&SIER. 

V'ou  sold  me,  aiid  Uiought  I  was  dead, 
But  God  for  your  sake  sent  rue  liere." 

3  Thoujjh  greatly  distressed  before, 
When  charg'd  wiili  purloining  tlie  cup: 

They  now  were  confounded  much  more, 
Not  one  of  them  durst  to  look  up. 

•'Can  Joseph  whom  we  would  have  slain, 
Forgive  us  the  evil  we  did? 

And  will  he  our  household  maintain! 
Oil,  this  is  a  brother  indeed  I" 

4  Thus,  dragg'd  by  my  conscience,  I  came 
And  ladcn'd  with  guilt  to  the  Lord; 

Burrounded  witli  terrour  and  shame, 

Unable  to  utter  a  word ; 
At  first  he  look'd  stern  and  severe. 

What  anguish  then  pierced  my  heart; 
Expecting  each  moment  to  hear 

The  sentence,  "Thou  cursed,  depart!" 

b  But  oh  !  what  surprise  when  he  spoke, 

While  tenderness  beaniM  in  his  face  ; 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 

O'erwhelm'd  and  confounded  by  grace: 
"Poor  sinner,  I  know  thee  full  well. 

By  thee  I  was  sold  and  was  slain 
But  1  died  to  redeem  thee  from  hell, 

Aud  raise  thee  in  glory  to  reign. 

6  "i  am  Jesus  whom  thou  hast  blasphem'd, 
Akid  crucify'd  often  afresii ; 

But  let  me  henceforth  be  esteem'd 
Thy  brother,  thy  bone,  and  thy  flesh: 

My  pardon  1  iVeely  bestow, 
Thy  wants  I  will  freely  supply ; 

I'll  guide  thee  and  guard  tiiee  below, 
And  soon  will  remove  thee  on  high. 

7  "Go  publish  to  sinners  around. 
That  they  may  be  willing  to  come. 

The  mercy  which  now  you  have  found, 
And  tell  thein  that  yet  there  is  room." 


ZION    SONGSTER.  93 

Oh  sinners,  the  message  obey  ! 

No  inore  vain  excuses  pretend  ; 
But  come,  without  further  delay, 

To  Jesus  our  Brother  and  Friend. 

HYMN  91.     P.  M. 

1  /^n  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  lakes 
\J  dehght, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call : 
My  conilbrt  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 

My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 
Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy  sheepi 

To  feed  on  the  pasture  of  love  ? 
For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 

Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  1 

2  Or  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  fi'om  thee, 
And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 

My  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 

And  smile  at  the  tears  1  have  shed. 
Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  7 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  ray  beloved  has  been, 

And  where  with  his  flocks  he  has  gone  I 

3  This  is  my  Belov'd,  his  form  is  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odours  around  ; 

The  locks  on  his  heaa  are  as  grapes  on  the  vinCi 
When  autunm  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

The  roses  of  Shai'on  ;  the  lilies  that  grow, 
In  the  vales  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 

On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

4  Ilis  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 
Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death  ; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  bis  breath. 

His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ; 


96  ZION    SONGSTER. 

From  wnich  their  salvation,  the  Gentiles  shall 
know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

5  Love  sits  in  his  eyelids,  and  scatters  ielight 

Tlirough  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  : 
Their  faces  the  cherubims  veil  in  his  sight, 

And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 
He  looks,  an  '  ten  thousand  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks — and  eternity,  fiird  with  his  voice, 

Re-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

HYMxN  92.   P.  M. 

1  T^EAR  Jesus  !  here  comes  and  knocks  at  thy 
JlJ  door, 

A  beggar  for  crumbs,  distressed  and  poor. 
Blind,  lame  and  Ibrsaken,  all  roU'd  in  his  blood 
At  last  overtaken  when  running  from  God. 

2  I  own  I  deserve  no  favour  to  see, 

So  long  did  I  swerve  and  wander  from  thee. 
Till  brought  by  afflictions  my  foUies  to  mourn ; 
Now  under  conviction  to  thee  1  return. 

3  For  since  thou  hast  said,    thou'lt  cast  away 

none 
Wlio  fly  to  thine  aid  as  sinners  imdone  ; 
Now,  Lord,  I  am  come  as  condenmed  to  die, 
And  on  this  sweet  promise  I  humbly  rely. 

HYMN  93.     P.  M. 

1  TTOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollec- 
Xx  tion 

Of  youthful  emotion  and  innocent  joy, 
When  blest  with  parental  advice  and  affection. 
Surrounded  with  mercies,  with  peace  from  on 
high ; 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  sire  and  my  mother, 
The  seats  of  their  offspring  are  ran^'d  on  each 
hand, 


ZIONT    SONGSTER.  97 

Inil  that  richest  book  wliich  excels  ev'ry  other, 
That  family  Bible  which  lay  on  the  stand, 

The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible., 
Thejamily  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 
At  morn  and  at  eveniiij^  could  yield  us  deli-^ht, 

Tlie  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation, 
For  mercy  by  day,  and  safety  through  night. 
Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  svveil- 
ing, 
All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family  band, 
Half  rais'd  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwell- 
ing 
Describ'd  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand, 

The  old-fashioned  Bible,  Sfc. 

3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 
My  hopes   almost  gone,   and  my  parents  no 

more ; 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted, 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far  distant  shore; 
Yet  how  can  I  doubt  a  dear  Saviour's  protec- 
tion, 
Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand  ; 
Oh  !  let  me  with  patience  receive  his  correction, 

And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand, 
Tlie  oldfashioned  Bible,  Sfc. 

HYMN  94.     P.  M. 

1  /^O,  ye  heralds  of  salvation, 
vX  Go,  proclaim  redeeming  blood 
Pubhsh  to  that  barb'rous  nation. 
Peace  and  pardon  from  our  God 

Tell  the  heathen,  • 

None  but  Christ  cau  do  them  good. 
13 


98  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  While  the  gospel  trump  you're  sounding, 

May  the  spirit  aeal  the  word, 
And,  tlirough  sovereign  grace  abounding, 
Heailien  bow  and  own  the  Lord, 

Idols  leaving, 
God  alone  shall  be  ador'd. 

3  Distant  though  our  souls  are  Lilending, 

Still  our  hearts  are  warm  and  true  . 
ii's  our  oray'rs  to  heav'n  ascending, 
Brethren — ^we'll  remember  you  ; 

Heav'n  preserve  you. 
Safely  all  your  journey  through. 

4  When  your  mission  here  is  fin.eh'd 

And  your  work  on  earth  is  done, 

May  your  souls  by  grace  replenish'd, 

Find  acceptance  through  the  Son  ; 

Thence  admitted, 
Dwell  forever  near  his  throne. 

HYMN  95.     C.  M. 

1  rpiIERE  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  bloo 
JL   Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 

And  sinners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day. 

And  here  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 

3  E'er  since  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  1  die. 

i  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song. 

ril  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisi^ing.  staniiu'ring  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  tVie  grave. 

b  Lord,  I  believe  thon  liast  pre]iar'd 
(Unworthy  though  1  be,'> 


ZION    SONGSTER.  99 

For  me  a  blood-bought  free  reward, 
A  golden  harp  for  me  ! 

7  'Tig  strung,  and  tun'd  for  endless  years, 

And  form'd  by  power  divine ; 
To  sound  in  God  the  Father's  ears 

No  other  name  but  thine. 

HYMN  96.    L.   M. 

1  'X'nE  Saviour  calls  his  people  sheep, 
-L    And  bids  them  on  his  love  rely ; 

For  he  alone  their  souls  can  keep, 
And  he  alone  their  wants  supply 

2  The  bull  can  fight,  the  hare  can  flee, 
The  ant  in  summer  food  prepare  ; 

But  helpless  sheep,  and  such  are  we, 
Depend  upon  the  shepherd's  care. 

3  Jehovah  is  our  shepherd's  name, 
Then  what  have  we,  tho'  weak,  to  fear? 

Our  sin  and  folly  we  proclaim, 
If  we  despond  while  he  is  near 

4  When  Satan  threatens  to  devour, 
When  troubles  press  on  ev'ry  side, 

Think  on  our  Shepherd's  care  and  pdw'r, 
He  can  defend,  and  he  provide.  , 

5  Sec  the  rich  pastures  of  his  grace, 
Where  in  full  streams  salvation  flows 

There  he  appoints  our  resting  place, 
And  we  may  feed  secure  from  foes. 

6  There,  midst  the  flock,  the  shepherd  dwells, 
The  sheep  around  in  safety  lie  ; 

The  wolf,  in  vain,  with  malice  swells, 
For  he  protects  them  with  his  eye. 

7  Dear  Lord,  if  I  am  one  of  thine. 

From  anxious  thoughts  I  would  be  free 
To  trust,  and  love,  and  praise,  is  mine, 
Tlie  care  of  all  belongs  to  thee. 


100  ZION     SONfiSTER. 

HYMN  97.    P.  M. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing, 
JlI  brethren  sing, 

How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing, 

How  precious  ia  the  name  of  Christ  our  Paa 

chal  Lamo. 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame,  on  the  tree,  on 

the  tree 

2  I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all,  he's  my 

all. 
I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  ail; 
I've  given  all  for  Christ,  and  my  spirit  cannot 

rest, 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast,  reignmg  there,  reignmg 

there 

3  His  easy   yoke   I'll   bear   with  delight,  will* 

delight. 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear  with  delight ; 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear,  and  his  cross  I  will  not 

fear; 
His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore,  evermore. 

4  I  feel  the  love  of  God  in  my  soul,  in  my  soul, 
I  feel  the  love  of  God  in  my  soul, 

I  feel  the  love   of  God,   in  my  heart  'tis  shed 

abroad ;  [below. 

And  I  will    serve   my  God  here    below,    hero 

HYMN  08.    L.  M. 

1  f\  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
V^  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 

At  Je.sus's  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus's  feet! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find: 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  artj 

Sive  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart 
Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  101 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within^ 
Till  1  am  wholly  lost  in  the(t$ 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee  my  God, 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 

The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power, 
My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release  ; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheei; 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay  : 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear ; 
Mj  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  5 

HYMN  99.    P.  M 

1  /^OME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
vy    Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art; 

Dear  desire  of  ev'ry  nsd^^ion, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

3  Born  thy  people  to  deliver ;  , 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King ; 

Bom  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 

By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


102  ZION    SONG&TER. 

HYMN  100.    p.  M. 

i 

1  TTAIL,  happy  believer  in  Jesus ! 

XjL  Tho'  all  things  around  thee  mav  frown, 
Atpresent  whatever  thy  case  is, 

This  know,  thou  art  born  to  a  crown : 
Then  let  not  earth's  trifles  oppress  thee, 

Thy  kingdom's  preparing  above ; 
Be  faithful,  and  Jesus  will  bless  thee, 

With  joys  that  can  never  remove. 

2  O  envy  not  those  that  aspire 

In  splendour  and  honour  to  live  ; 
Wheili  their's  is  all  burnt  up  with  fire, 

Tliy  portion  will  be  to  receive. 
Hail,  happy  believer  in  Jesus  ! 

No  longer  for  trifles  now  care ; 
Thy  kingdom  above  never  ceases, 

And  Jesus  will  soon  call  thee  there. 

HYMN  101.    P.  M. 

1  TTOSANNA   to   Jesus,    I'm   fiU'd   with    his 
Xx    praises. 

Come,  O  my  dear  brethren,  and  help  me  to  sing, 
No  theme  is  so  charming,  no  love  is  so  warming, 
It  gives  joy  and  gladness  and  comfort  within. 

2  Hosanna  is  ringing ;  I'm  happy  while  singing, 
And  shouting  the  praises  of  Jesus's  name  ; 
Tlie  angels  in  glory  repeat  the  glad  story 

Of  Jesus's  love,  which  is  made  known  to  men. 

3  Hosanna  to  Jesus  who  di'd  to  redeem  us, 
I'll  serve  him  and  love  him  wherever  I  go ; 
He's  now  gone  to  heaven  ;  the  Spirit  he's  give 
To  quicken  and  comfort  his  children  below. 

4  Hosanna  for  ever,  his  grace  like  a  river, 
Is  rising  and  spreading  all  over  the  land; 
His  love  is  unbounded,  to  all  it's  extended. 
And  sinners  are  feeling  the  heavenly  flame. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  103 

5  Hosanna  to  Jesus !  my  soul  how  it  pleases, 
To  see  sinners  falling  and  crying  to  God  : 

Then    shouting   and  praising,    they   cry,    "  'Tis 

amazing, 
"We've  found  peace  and  pardon  in  Jesus's  blDod. 

6  "  Hosanna  is  ringing,  hark,  how  they  are  singing ; 
"All glory  to  Jesus,  we've  tasted  his  lovo." 

The  kingdom  of  heaven  to  mortals  is  given, 
And  rolls  through  my  soul  from  the   mansions 
above. 

7  Hosanna  to  Jesus ;  my  soul  feels  him  precious 
In  bright  beams  of  glory  he  comes  from  above. 
My  heart  is  now  glowing,  I  feel  his  love  tlowinji : 
I'm  sure  that  my  Jesus  1  ri  ally  do  love. 

S  Hosanna  is  ringing,  the  saints  now  are  singing, 
And  marching  to  glory  in  bright  royal  bands  : 
Gome  on,  my  dear  brethren,  let's  press  towards 

heaven, 
For  Jesus  invites  us  with  crowns  in  his  hand. 

9  Hosanna  to  Jesus  ;  my  soul  sweetly  rises, 
I'll  soon  be  transported  to  a  happier  clime. 
Where  I  shall  see  Jesus,  and  dwell  on  his  praises, 
And  with  him  in  glory  eternally  shine. 

HYMN  102.     P.  M. 

1  npHE  trump  of  the  gospel  resounds  througii 
X     the  land. 

Repent  for  the  kingdom  of  heaven's  at  hand, 
Awake  thou  that  sleepest,  arise  from  the  dead. 
And  Christ  shall  enlighten  thy  heart  and  thy  head. 

2  While  the  rich,  poor,  wise,   simple,  the  aged 

and  youth. 
In  the  north,  south,  and  west,  are  embracing  the 

truth ; 
Bring  near,  heavenly  Father,  to  us  the  glad  hour, 
The  times  of  refreshing,  the  day  of  thy  power. 

3  With  bowels  of  mercy.  Oh  Jesus,  survey, 
The  great  congregation  assembled  to-day, 


104  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Of  varions  tenets,  the  price  of  thy  blood, 
Who  all  have  revolted  and  wander'd  from  God. 

4  With  the  cloud  of  thy  glory  o'ershadow  the 

wliole, 
A  deep  veneration  impress  on  each  soul ; 
And  strengthen  thy  servants  tliy  word  to  proclaim, 
And  work  for  the  honour  and  praise  of  thy  name. 

5  In  copious  etfusion  thy  free  Spirit  shed. 
Re-quicken  the  living,  and  quicken  the  dead; 
Thy  image  celestial  on  penitents  stamp, 
And  waken  the  shout  of  a  king  in  the  camp. 

6  Bring  bigotry  prostrate,  like  Dagon  of  old. 
O'erturn  Satan's  king,  thy  standard  unfold  ; 
And  raise  up  an  army,  thy  name  to  adore. 
While  life's  current  flows,  and  when  time  is  no 

more. 

HYMN  103.     P.  M. 

1  TT7HITHER  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

VV    Passing  through  this  darksome  vala  7 
Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail? 

CHORUS. 

P7?i  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  yon  go  to  glory  tcith  me  ? 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 

2  Pilgrim  thou  dost  Justly  call  me, 
Wandering  o'er  tiiis  waste  so  wide ; 

Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me 
While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  guide. 

3  Such  a  guide  ! — No  guide  attends  thee  • 
Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise  ; 

If  some  guardian  power  befriends  thee, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

4  Yes,  imspcn — but  still  believe  me, 
Sucli  a  guide  my  step  attends ; 


ZION   SONGSTER.  105 

He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me — 

He  from  every  harm  defends. 
5  Pilgrim  !  see  that  stream  before  thee  ! 

Daikly  v/inding  through  the  vale  ; 
Should  its  deadly  waves  run  o'er  thee, 

Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  1 
C  No  :  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

To  its  brink  my  steps  1  bend  ; 
There  to  plunge  will  be  deliglillul, 

Tliere  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 
7  While  I  gazed— with  speed  surprising 

Down  the  stream  she  plung'd  from  sight , 
Gazing  still,  I  saw  her  rising 

Like  an  angel,  cloth'd  with  light. 

HYMN  104.     C.  M. 

1  /^OME  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims  dear, 
V7  Who  are  bound  for  Canaan's  land, 

Take  courage,  and  fight  valiantly, 

Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand  : 
Our  Captain  he  is  gone  before, 

Our  Father's  only  Son ; 
The  pilgrims  dear,  O  do  not  fear, 

But  let  us  follow  on. 

2  Thro'  a  dark  howling  wilderness. 
To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  ; 

A  land  of  pits,  and  snares,  and  death  ; 

Where  chilling  winds  do  roar ; 
But  Jesus  will  go  tlirough  with  us, 

And  guard  us  by  the  way  ; 
Though  enemies  examine  us, 

He'll  tell  us  what  to  say. 

3  Apol  Good  morning,  brother  traveller, 
Pray  tell  to  me  your  name ; 

And  whither  you  are  travelling  to  ; 

Likewise  from  whence  you  came, 
Pil.  My  name  it  is  Bold  Pilgrim, 

To  Canaan  I  am  bound  ; 
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106  ZION    SONGSTER. 

I'm  from  the  howling  wilderness, 
And  the  enchanted  ground. 

4  Apol.  Pray  what  is  that  upon  your  head 
That  shines  so  clear  and  bright  1 

Likewise  the  covering  of  your  breast, 

So  dazzling  to  my  sight  ? 
What  kind  of  shoes  are  those  you  wear, 

Ou  which  you  boldly  stand  ? 
Jiikewisc  the  shining  instrument 

You  hold  in  your  right  hand  1 

5  Pil.  With  glorious  hope  upon  my  head, 
And  on  ray  breast  a  shield, 

With  this  bright  sword  1  mean  to  fight, 

Until  I  win  the  field  : 
My  feet  are  shod  with  gospel  peace, 

On  which  I  boldly  stand ; 
I  mean  to  fight  until  I  die, 

And  gain  fair  Canaan's  land. 

6  Apol.  You'd  better  stay  with  me,  young  mau, 
Aiid  give  your  journey  o'er ; 

Your  Captain  now  is  out  of  siglit, 

His  face  you'll  see  no  more. 
My  name  is  old  Apollyon, 

This  land  belongs  to  me, 
And  tor  your  arms  and  pilgrim's  dress, 

I'll  give  it  all  to  thee. 

7  "  Oh  no  !"  replies  the  pilgrim  bold, 
"  Your  offer  I  disdain  : 

A  glitt'ring  crown  of  righteousness 

1  shortly  shah  obtain  ; 
If  I  continue  faithful  to 

My  blessed  Lord's  command, 
I  shall  be  heir  with  him  above 

Of  Canaan's  fruitful  land. 

6  The  pleasant  fields  of  Canaan, 

How  beauteous  to  behold  ! 
The  valleys  clad  in  living  green, 

1'he  mountains  ting'd  with  gold ! 


ZION    SONGSTER.  107 

The  trees  of  life  with  heavenly  fruit, 

Behold  how  rich  they  standi 
Blow,  gentle  gales,  and  bear  my  soul 

Away  to  Canaan's  land. 

9  Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love, 
Through  Canaan's  land  do  roll ; 

Bright  beams  of  dazzling  glory 

Uluruiuatc  my  soul. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  glitt'ring  crown«| 

All  set  witli  diamonds  bright ! 
And  there  my  Saviour  Jesus  reigns, 

Who  is  my  heart's  delight. 

10  Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims  dear, 
Fresh  courage  take  by  me ; 

Meanwiille  I'll  tell  to  you,  my  friends, 

IIow  I  this  land  did  see : 
Through  faith,  the  glorious  telescope, 

I  saw  the  worlds  above, 
And  God  the  Father  reconciled, 

^Vhich  fills  my  soul  with  love." 

HYMN  105.    P.  M. 

1  QOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
O  The  Christian  while  he  sings ; 

It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  in  his  wings ; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 
We  sweetly  then  pursue 

The  theme  of  God's  salvation. 

And  find  it  ever  new ; 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say. 
E'en  let  th'  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may ; 


108  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing; 
lint  he  win  bear  us  through; 

Who  gives  tlie  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too  ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens. 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  wlio  feeds  the  ravens. 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  The  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 
Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear. 

Though  all  tlie  field  should  wither, 
Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  : 

Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 
His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice  ; 

For,  while  in  him  confiding, 
I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

HYMN  106.     S.  M. 

1  IpvESTRUCTION'S  dangerous  road, 
JL^  What  multitudes  pursue  ! 

While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ,  the  living  gate  ; 
But  they  who  will  not  leave  their  sin, 
Complain  it  is  too  straight. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied. 
And  sin  forsaken  quite ; 

They  rather  choose  the  way  thjU:*s  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  right. 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng. 
On  numbers  they  depend ; 

6o  many  surely  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  liappy  end. 

5  But  numbers  are  no  mark 
That  men  will  right  be  found, 

A  few  were  sav'd  in  Noah's  ark, 
For  many  millioas  drown'd. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  109 

8  Obey  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may : 
The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  small, 

And  none  are  safe  but  they. 

7  Lord,  open  sinners'  eyes. 

Their  awful  state  to  see ; 
And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 

To  thee  for  safety  flee. 

HYMN  107.     P.  M. 

1  f\  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
yj  And  dwell  with  him  above ; 

To  drink  the  flowing  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love "? 
When  shall  1  be  deliver'd 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  1 

CHORUS. 

O  how  charming;  hoic  charminff 
How  charming  is  Jesus, 
He  is  my  Redeemer, 
My  friend,  and  my  King. 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
My  Captain's  gone  before ; 

lie's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear ; 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  liis  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determin'd 
To  conquer  though  I  die, 

And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly : 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  : 

*d  -^on,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 
ad  on  your  way  pursue. 


!10  ZION    SONGSTER, 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  trials, 
And  troubles  on  your  way, 

Cast  all  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray  : 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  your  race  is  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

5  O  do  not  be  discourag'd, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 

And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  ; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request : 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  i-est. 

HYMN  108.     L.  M. 

1  ptOME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
v^*  Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed 

Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 

CHORUS. 

We're  all  united  heart  and  hand, 
Joiti'd  in  one  band  completely  ; 
We're  marching  through  LninanueVs  land 
Where  the  waters  Jiow  most  sweetly. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 
But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street, 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

3  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear. 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear, 
Sound  througn  the  earth, "and  down  to  hell, 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  earth  in  burning  flames, 
Tlie  trumpet  louder  still  prociaiuis: 

The  earth  must  hear  and  know  her  doom, 
The  separation  day  is  come. 
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ZION    SONGSTER.  Ill 

5  Behold  the  righteous  inarching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  ; 

When  Christ  himself  these  words  proclaims, 
"  Here  are  my  saints,  I  know  their  names. 

6  "  Ye  everlasting  gates  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 
Ye  harps  of  heaven,  sound  aloud, 

Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood !" 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line 

In  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshine ; 

Ye  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 

And  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 

8  They  stand  in  wonder  and  look  on, 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 

The  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  sweeps  the  golden  lyre. 

9  They've  fought  the  fight,  their  race  is  run, 
Their  joys  arc  now  in  heavfen  begun  ; 
Their  tears  are  gone,  their  sorrows  flee. 
No  more  afllicted  now  like  me. 

HYMN  109.    P.  M. 

1  npHERE  is  a  holy  city, 
JL   A  happy  world  above, 

Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love  ; 
An  everlasting  temple. 

And  saints  array'd  in  white. 
They  serve  their  great  Redeemer, 

And  dwell  with  him  in  light 

2  It  is  no  world  of  trouble. 
The  God  of  peace  is  there. 

He  wipes  away  their  sorrows, 

He  banishes  their  care  ; 
Their  joys  are  still  increasing. 

Their  songs  are  ever  new. 
They  praise  th'  eternal  Father, 

The  Son  and  Spirit  too. 


112  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  The  mear/est  child  in  glory 
Outshines  the  radiant  "sun ; 

But  who  can  speak  the  splendour 

Of  that  eternal  throne, 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted, 

In  godlike  majesty'? 
The  elders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee. 

4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 
Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 

Contemn'd  by  haughty  Herod, 
And  by  his  men  of  war? 

He  seems  a  mighty  conqu'rof, 
Who  spoil'd  the  powers  below, 

And  ransom'd  many  captives 
From  everlasting  wo. 

5  The  host  of  saints  around  him 
Proclaim  his  works  of  grace  ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 

And  all  the  godly  race  ; 
Wlio  speak  of  fiery  trials, 

And  tortures  on  their  way  j 
They  came  from  tribulation, 

To  everlasting  day. 

6  Now  with  a  holy  transport, 
They  tell  their  suff'rings  o'er, 

Their  tears  and  their  temptations, 
And  all  the  pains  they  bore  ; 

They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 
\Vho  gain'd  their  liberty  ; 

Amid  our  fiercest  dangers, 
Our  Uves  are  hid  in  thee. 

7  Long  time  I  was  invited 
To  gain  that  heavenly  rest; 

Grace  made  no  hard  condition, 
'Twas  only  to  be  bless'd  ; 

But  eaith's  bewitching  pleasurea    » 
Inclin'd  me  long  to  stay  ; 

I  sought  her  dreams  and  shadows^ 
And  joys  that  pass  away. 


ZION    SONGSTER  113 

8  But  now  it  is  my  purpose 
Tiie  better  way  to  find  ' 

To  sex've  my  great  Creator, 

And  leave  my  sins  behind ; 
In  guilt's  seducing  mazes 

I  will  no  longer  roam ; 
I'll  give  my  soul  to  Jesus, 

Who  brings  the  ransom'd  home* 

9  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 
How  long  I'll  stay  below, 

Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Are  not  for  me  to  know ; 
In  every  day  of  ti'ouble 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high  ; 
I'll  think  of  the  bright  temple, 

And  crowns  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  110.    L.  M. 

1  TTTIIEN  swelling  Jordan  o'er  us  rolls, 

VV      Should  Christ  his  lovely  presencf  hide, 
Will  it  not  overwhelm  our  souls, 
Before  wo  reach  the  Canaan  side  1 

2  Who  knows  how  deep  the  flood  may  be, 
When  we  our  awful  summons  hear ; 

Or  what  dark  prospect  we  may  see, 

Wlien  his  black  banners  death  shall  rear? 

3  Well,  should  the  tyrant  death  display 
His  fiercest  form  when  we  pass  o'er, 

Our  skilful  guide  knows  all  the  way. 
From  Jordan's  brink,  to  Canaan's  shore. 

4  Yes,  the  Redeemer  once  was  dead  ! 
And,  when  he  pass'd  the  gloomy  grave. 

Death's  blacJcest  waves  roll'd  o'er  his  head, 
That  we  might  know  his  power  to  save. 

5  Jesus  has  conqucr'd  death  for  us, 
When  his  dark  mansions  he  pass'd  thro*, 

He  to  a  blessing  tum'd  the  curse. 
And  we  shall  triumph  o'er  him  too. 
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114  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  111.     p.  M. 

1  npHE  great  God  of  love,    now    hath    shin'd 
JL      Iroiii  above, 

AruJ  hath  tmiglit  ud  the  Lnpartial  Su)'g ; 
The  tJiijrii  is  come,  and  the  work  is  beyun, 
Ami  we  all  are  united  in  one. 

2  Salvation  we  see,  for  all  nations  is  free, 

The  members  of  Christ,  are  all  one  ;       [storm, 
We'll  march   uniform,   antl  undaunted  face   the 
Ever  singing  tlie  Impartial  Song. 

3  Thus  Joined  in  one,  the  good  race  we  will  run, 
Pressmg  onward  in  fa:ih,  without  I'ear  ; 

Sucli  objects  pursue,  as  the  world  never  luiew, 
Never  will  till  the  gospel  they  hear. 

4  The  Spirit  of  God,  now  liatli  taught  us  tlie  road 
And  the  Comforter  leads  us  along  ; 

The  book  is  unseal'd.  Jiidalrs  lioiuake?  the  field, 
And  inspu'e.s  witii  the  Impartial  Song. 

5  We'll  mount  on  the  wing,  and  with  ardour  we'll 

smg. 
Hallelujahs  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ; 
With  rapture  we'll  sound,  o'er  Immauuers ground, 
What  a  precious  Redeemer  hath  done. 

6  O  glorious  days  !  when  in  raptures  of  praise, 
Join"d  with  seraphs  in  nransions  abos'e. 

Free  grace  we  shall  sound,   ihrough   eternity's 
rouiifl. 
And  our  union  still  lieighten  in  love. 

7  Then  let  us  be  true,  and  our  journey  pursue. 
Towards  heaven,  our  glorious  home  ; 

Still  rul'd  by  the  word,  Clnist  has  left  on  record. 
Singing  glory  to  .Jesus — Anien 

HYMN  112.     P.   M. 

1  IVTY  heart  and  my  tongue  shall  unite  in  the 

iVl     praise, 
Of  Jvjsas,  my  Saviour,  for  mercy  and  grace  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  115 

My  pardon  is  sealed  through  his  precious  blood » 
Cy  him  I  inherit  tlie  peace  of  my  God. 

2  My  lot  mav  be  low,  and  my  parentage  moan. 
Yet  born  of  my  God,  1  have  glories  unseen. 
Surpassing  all  joys  'mongst  sinners  on  eartli. 
Prepared  for  souls  of  an  heavenly  birth. 

3  Secur'd  from  a  thousand  allurements  to  sin, 
I  find  in  juy  cottage  my  heaven  begin  ; 

And  soon  1  shall  lay  all  my  poverty  by, 
And  mansions  of  glory  for  ever  enjoy. 

4  By  the  sweat  of  my  brow  I  labour  for  bread, 
Yet  guarded  by  Jesus  no  evil  I  dread; 

And  Lord,  while  possessed  of  all  riches  in  thee, 
My  poverty  comes  with  a  blessing  to  me. 

5  My  labouring  dress  I  shall  soon  lay  aside, 
For  robes  rich  and  splendid,  a  dress  for  a  bride  ; 
The  bride  that  is  married  to  Jesus  the  Lamb, 
And  clad  in  a  garment  that's  ever  the  same 

6  Though  fare  be  but  scant  while  I  travel  below, 
A  feast  that's  eternal  will  Jesus  bestow; 

No  sorrow  nor  sighing  shall  ever  annoy, 
The  heavenly  banquet  I  there  shall  enjoy. 

7  Then  what  though  my  body  goes  weary  to  rest, 
Yet,  sav'd  by  the  merits  of  Jesus  I'm  blest ; 
Fresh  strength   for  my  labour  on  earth  he  be 

stows, 
And  soon  I  shall  bask  in  eternal  repose. 

HYMN  113.    L.  M. 

1  inXCEPT  a  man  himself  deny, 
X-j  His  lust  and  pride  doth  mortify, 
And  take  his  cross  and  follow  me, 
He  cannot  ray  disciple  be. 

2  This  is  the  doctrine  of  our  Lord, 
With  which  all  scripture  doth  accord; 
This  is  the  axe  laid  at  the  root, 
Which  doth  not  carnal  nature  suit. 


115  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  This  is  the  straight  and  narrow  way, 
That  leads  to  hfe  and  endless  day  ; 
Of  which  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
Has  said  that  few  do  ever  find. 

4  The  will,  and  pride,  of  the  old  man, 
Would  fain  devise  another  plan ; 

Than  that  which  Jesus  Christ  hath  given 
By  which  to  raise  us  up  to  lieav'n. 

•5  But  Christ  himself  to  us  doth  say, 
If  any  climb  another  way, 
He  must  a  thief  and  robber  be, 
Because  he  entei's  not  by  me. 

6  Jesus  has  mark'd  for  us  the  way, 

And  bids  us  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray, 
And  overcome  as  he  has  done. 
That  we  may  sit  upon  his  throne. 

7  Then  let  us  still  unned  be. 
And  in  one  spirit  all  agree  ; 
To  crucify  the  carnal  mind, 
That  we  eternal  life  may  find. 

6  A  kingdom  we  shall  then  obtain, 
And  with  our  Lord  for  ever  reign: 
May  this  our  happy  portion  be, 
Li  time  and  in  eternity. 

HYMN  114.     P.  M. 

.  I  QAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 

O  Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood, 
And  my  weary  troubled  spirit 
Findeth  rest  in  thee,  my  God. 

1  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy. 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie : 

Bin  and  Satan  cannot  harm  me, 

While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 

2  Now  I'll  sing  of  Jesus's  merit, 
Tell  ths  world  of  his  dear  nam^ 

That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  117 

He  who  asketn  soon  receiveth, 

He  who  seeks  is  sure  to  find: 
Who  of  comfort  is  bereaved, 

Jesus  never  casts  behind. 
3  Novi?  our  Advocate  is  pleading 

With  his  Father  and  our  God ; 
Now  for  us  he's  interceding; 

Pleads  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 
Now  inethinks  I  liear  him  praying, 

"Father,  spare  them,  I  have  died;** 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 

"They  are  freely  justified." 

HYMN  115.    C.  M. 

1  "XTE  weary  heavy-laden  souls, 

X    Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  trav'Uers  through  the  wilderness, 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  ; 
Tho'  chilling  winds  and  beating  rains, 

And  waters  deep  and  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding  us, 

Take  courage,  and  be  bold. 

2  Tho'  storms  and  hurricanes  arise; 
And  desert  all  around ; 

Though  fiery  serpents  oft  appear 
Through  this  enchanted  ground ; 

Dark  nights  and  clouds,  and  gloomy  fears 
And  dragons  often  roar  : 

Yet  while  the  gospel-trump  we  hear, 
We'll  press  for  Canaan's  shore. 

3  We're  often  hke  the  lonesome  dove, 
Who  mourns  her  absent  mate — 

From  hill  to  hill  she  moui-nful  flies, 

Her  sorrows  to  relate ; 
But  Canaan's  land  is  just  before, 

Sweet  spring  is  coming  on : 
A  few  more  beating  winds  and  rains, 

And  winter  will  be  gone 


118  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  Sometimes  like  mountains  to  the  skies 
Bleak  Jordan's  billows  roar; 

Which  often  makes  tiie  pilgrim  fear 

lie  never  will  get  o'er; 
Bat  let  us  gain  Mount  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  vernal  i)lain  ; 
To  fright  our  souls  may  Jordan  roar, 

And  hell  may  rage  in  vain. 

5  iMethinks  1  now  begin  to  see 
Tlie  borders  of  that  land, 

The  trees  of  life,  with  heavenly  fruit, 

In  beauteous  order  stand. 
The  winter  lime  is  past  and  gone, 

Sweet  flowers  do  appear ; 
The  fiftieth  year  is  roU'd  around, 

The  great  sabbalick  year. 

6  O  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 
To  my  believing  eyes! 

Methinks  I  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the  skies  ! 
O  that  my  faith  were  strong  to  raise, 

And  bear  my  soul  away  ! 
I'd  shout  salvation  to  tiie  Lamb, 

Through  an  eternal  day. 

7  By  faith  my  gracious  God  I  see 
On  his  eternal  throne  ; 

At  his  right  hand  the  loving  Lajnby 

And  Spirit,  Three  in  One  : 
The  angels  whisper  me  away, 

Saying,  "My  brother,  come," 
And  I  am  wiUing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home. 

6  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Who  are  for  Canaan  boimd ; 

And  should  we  never  meet  again 
'Till  Gabriel's  trump  shall  souiid, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  11& 

I  hope  that  I  shall  meet  you  there, 

On  that  (leUghtCul  sliore, 
hi  mansions  of  eternal  hliss, 
Wlieie  iiaiiing  is  uo  more. 

HYMN  116.    C.  M. 

1  '\7"E  happy  souls,  whose  peaceful  minds 

JL   Are  Ireed  from  pain  and  fear; 
Ye  objects,  whom  kind  heaven  designs 

To  make  its  constant  care  : 
To  you  I'll  vent  my  mournful  sighs, 

Press'd  by  my  dismal  fate ; 

0  can  you  with  me  sympathize, 
While  I  my  case  relate  ? 

2  I  once  v/as  happy  in  the  Lord, 
My  soul  was  in  a  llame ; 

1  did  deligiit  to  hear  his  word, 

And  praise  his  holy  name  ; 
Ilis  children  were  my  chief  delight, 

1  lov'd  their  company  ; 
1  liv'd  by  faith  bolli  day  and  night, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  But  wo  is  me,  those  joys  are  past, 
Those  blissful  scenes  are  o'er ; 

I'm  like  a  city  quite  laid  waste, 

To  be  rebuilt  no  more: 
In  vain  I  cry,  in  vain  I  mourn. 

In  vain  I  seek  for  rest : 
I  fear  the  dove  will  ne'er  return. 

To  my  devoted  breast. 

4  Alas  !  alas !  where  shall  I  go  ? 
Jesus  from  me  is  gone  ; 

A  child  of  sorrow,  grief  and  wo, 

For  ever  more  undone  : 
The  gospel,  too,  is  hid  irora  me. 

Though  often  I  do  hear  ; 
The  law  ilenounces  death  on  me, 

And  thunders  out  despair. 


120  ZION    SON'GSTP 

5  The  devil  waiting  ine  arouno, 
To  make  my  soul  liis  prey  ; 

I  wait  to  hear  the  trmiipot  sound, 

"Take,  take  the  wretch  away  I" 
I  linger,  pine,  1  groan  and  sigh, 

Sleep  now  has  left  mine  eyes, 
And  ghastly  death  seems  drawing  nigh, 

And  that  without  disguise. 

6  O  that  I  were  some  bird  or  beast, 
Were  I  a  stork  or  owl ; 

Some  lolty  tree  should  bear  my  nest, 

Or  through  the  desert  prowl: 
But  I  have  an  unmortal  soul, 

Within  this  house  of  clay, 
That  either  umst  with  devils  howl. 

Or  dwell  m  endless  day. 

HYMN  117.     L.  M. 

THE  schools  of  scribes,  and  courts  of  kings, 
The  learn'd  and  great  he  passes  by  ; 
Chooses  the  weak  and  foolish  things, 

His  tr\ith  and  grace  to  testify  : 
Plain,  simple  men,  his  call  endues 

With  power  and  wisdom  from  above  ; 
And  such  he  still  vouchsafes  to  use. 
Who  nothing  know  but  Jesu's  love. 

HYMN  118.     P.  M. 

1  "DROTHER,  iliou  art  gone  before  us,  and  thj 
Xj    saintly  soul  is  flown, 

Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye,  and  sor- 
row is  unknown  ; 

From  the  burden  of  the  flesh, and  from  care  and 
fear  released. 

Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  and  the 
weary  are  at  rest. 

2  The  toilsome  way  thou'st  travell'd  o'er,  and 

borne  the  heavy  load. 
But  Christ  hatii  taupht  thy  languid  feet  to  reach 
his  blest  abode ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  121 

Thou'rt  sleeping  now,  like  Lazarws,    upon  his 

Father's  breast, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  and  the 

weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Sin  can  never  taint  thee  now,  nor  doubt  thy 

faith  assail, 
Nor  thy  meek  trust  in  Jesus  Christ,  and  the  Holy 

Spirit  fail ; 
And  there  thou'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good,  whom 

on  earth  thou  lovedst  best, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  and  the 

weary  are  at  rest. 

4  "  Earth  to  earth,"  and  "  dust  to  dust,"  the  solemn 

priest  hath  said, 
So  we  lay  the  turf  above  thee  now,  and  seal  thy 

narrow  bed : 
But  thy  spirit,  brother,  soars  away  among  the 

faithtul  blest, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  and  the 

weary  are  at  rest. 

5  And  when  the  Lord  shall  summon  us,  ■whom 

thou  hast  left  behind, 

May  we,  untainted  by  the  world,  as  sure  a  wel- 
come find; 

May  each,  like  thee,  depart  in  peace,  to  be  a 
glorious  guest, 

WTiere  the  wicked  cease  from  trouoling,  and  the 
weary  are  at  rest. 

HYMN  11.9.     P.  M. 

1  i^OME,  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Kj  The  weary  pilgrim's  consolation  ; 

Boundless  mercy  running  free, 
The  earnest  of  conijilete  salvation. 

Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  I  find. 

My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd  ; 

Tlie  fulness  of  his  power  I  prove, 

And  all  my  soul's  dissolved  in  love. 
16 


122  ZION    SONGSTER 

Jesus  is  the  pilgrim's  portion, 
Love  is  boundless  as  the  ocean. 

2  When  the  world  and  tlesh  would  rise, 
And  strive  to  draw  nie  from  my  Saviour, 

Strangers  slight,  or  friends  despise, 
I  then  more  higlily  prize  his  favour. 

Friends,  believe  me  when  I  tell, 

If  Christ  be  present  all  is  well : 

The  world  and  liesh  in  vain  may  rise, 

1  all  their  eftbrts  do  despise. 
In  the  world  I've  tribulation, 
But  in  Christ  sweet  consolation. 

3  The  worldlings  hold  me  in  disdain. 
Because  1  shun  their  carnal  pleasure; 

All  in  this  which  gives  me  pain 

Is,  that  they  slight  a  noble  treasure. 

But  still  among  them,  bless  the  Lord  ! 

There's  some  who  tremble  at  his  word ; 

And  this  doth  joy  to  me  impart, 

To  ihink  the  Lord  hath  reach'd  their  hean 
Dh  the  grace  to  sinners  given. 
Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

4  When  I'm  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
I  find  hnn  with  llie  congregation: 

Music  k  sweet  unto  my  ear. 

Is  the  glad  sound  of  free  salvation. 

When  I  join  to  sing  his  praise. 

My  heart  in  holy  raptures  raise  ; 

I  join  and  sing  and  shout  aloud. 

And  disregard  the  gazing  crowd: 
Glorious  ilieme  of  exultation, 
What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

5  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound 

Of  weeping  mourners  just  converted, 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  found ; 

The  Lord  hath  heal'd  the  broken-hearted. 
My  heart  exults,  my  spirits  glow, 
I  love  my  Lord  and' brethren  so : 


I 


ZION    SONGSTER.  123 

Oh,  had  I  wings  like  Noali's  dove, 
I  soon  would  sing  with  those  above, 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation. 

What  1  feel  is  past  expression. 

6  Why  should  I  regard  the  frowns 

Of  those  wlio  mock,  deride,  or  slight  me, 
Soon  I'll  lie  beneath  the  ground, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  those  who  hate  me ; 
Sorrows,  toils,  and  sufferings  o'er, 
When  once  we  reach  that  happy  shore; 
There,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
I'll  sing  and  shout  redeeming  love. 

Blessings  there,  beyond  expression, 

Ever  roll  in  sweet  succession. 

7  Sinners,  you  may  laugh  and  scorn ; 
Your  moments  lost  will  be  lamented ; 

The  awful  day  is  hastening  on, 

When  you  will  wish  you  had  repented : 

Death,  in  its  embraces  cold, 

Will  soon  your  mortal  bodies  hold  ; 

Then  all  your  pleasures  take  their  flight. 

And  down  you'll  sink  to  endless  night ; 
While  you're  of  that  guilty  number, 
Your  destruction  doth  not  slumber. 

8  Come,  poor  sinner,  go  with  me  ; 

My  heart's  enlarged  to  receive  yon  ; 
Slight  not  mercy  offer'd  free, 

Come  to  Jesus,  he'll  relieve  you: 
But  if  you  offer'd  grace  refuse. 
And  will  destruction  ever  choose, 
Unhappy  soul,  your  guilt  and  blood 
Will  rest  on  your  defenceless  head  : 

Darkness,  torment,  pain,  and  sorrow 

May  be  yours  before  to-morrow. 

9  Mourner,  see  your  Saviour  stand, 
With  arms  expanded  to  receive  you; 

He  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands, 
Venture  on  him,  he'll  relieve  you : 


124  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Cast  all  your  doubts  and  fears  aside, 
The  door  of  mercy's  open  wide ; 
The  fountain  Hows  vviiich  saves  from  sin, 
Come  now,  beheve,  and  enter  in. 

Don't  distrust  your  blessed  Saviour ; 

Come,  believe,  and  live  for  ever. 

HYMN  120.     C.  M. 

1  A  FFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 
J\.  In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 

They  stopp'd  tlie  prodigal's  career, 
And  caus'd  him  to  repent 

2  Although  he  no  relentings  felt 
Till  he  had  spent  his  store, 

His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt 
When  famme  pinch'd  him  sore. 

3  "  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 
"  But  hunger,  shame  and  fear  1 

My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 
Fall  down  before  his  face  : 

Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  ser^^ant's  place." 

6  His  father  saw  him  coming  back : 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd  ; 
Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 

Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  "Father,  I've  sinn'd,  but  oh  forgive"— 
"Enougii,"  the  father  said; 

•'Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  moum'd'as  dead. 

7  "Now  IfH  the  fatted  calf  be  slain. 
Go  spread  the  ne.vs  around, — 

My  sou  was  dead,  but  lives  again; 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 


ZION    SONGSTER.  125 

8  'Tis  tljus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  tlian  a  lather's  love  he  feels, 

And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

HYMN  121.     P.M. 

1  IVTY  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years, 
1t±  Fly  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres 
Around  the  steady  polo  ; 

Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  through  endless  deeps, 
Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen, 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between, 

And  whisper  as  they  fly, 
"  Unthinking  man,  remember  this, 
Though  fond  of  sublunary  bliss. 

That  you  must  groan  and  die." 

3  My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  call, 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  shoi'tly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above  as  angels  do. 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  How  great  the  bliss,  how  great  the  wo, 
Hangs  on  this  incli  of  time  below, 

On  this  precarious  breath  ; 
The  Lord  of  nature  only  knows, 
Wliether  another  year  shall  close, 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

5  Long  ere  the  sun  shall  run  liis  round, 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot : 
Alas  !  an  hour  may  close  the  scene : 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  roll  between, 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6  But  will  my  soul  be  thus  extinct, 
And  cease  to  live,  and  cease  to  think  1 

It  cannot,  caiuiot  be; 


126  ZION    SONGSTER 

No.  my  immortal  cannot  die  ! 
What  wilt  ihou  do,  or  wliitlier  fly, 
When  dealli  shall  set  thee  free  7 

7  Will  mercy  then  her  arms  extend, 
Will  .Jesus  he  thy  jrnanlian  friend, 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling:  place'? 
Or  shall  insultin":  fiends  apjiear, 
And  drag  iliee  down  to  dark  despair 

Below  the  reach  of  grace! 

8  A  heaven  or  hell,  and  tliese  alone, 
Beyond  the  present  life  are  known  ; 

There  is  no  middle  state  : 
To-day  attend  the  call  divine, 
To-morrow  may  be  none  of  thine, 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

9  Oh  do  not  pass  this  as  a  dream,     ^ 
Vast  is  the  change,  whate'er  it  seem, 

To  poor  unthinking  man  : 
Lord,  at  thy  footstool  I  would  bow. 
Bid  conscience  plainly  tell  me  now. 

What  it  would  tell  me  then. 

10  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Help  me  to  choose  the  better  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Thy  grace  impart,  my  guilt  forgive, 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live, 

So  as  I  dare  not  die. 

HYMN  122.     P.  M. 

1  A  WAK'D  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
j\  My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  1  found, 
I  knew  not  what  to  <\o  ; 

O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt,  with  anguish  slain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 
Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell, 
W'hich  way  to  shun  the  iiales  of  hell. 

Fur  death  and  hoU  dx'uw  near  ,• 


ZION    SONGSTER  127 

I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  Tlien  to  tiie  law  1  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  fmd  ;  , 

This  fearful  truth  I  found  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  burn  again, 

O'erwlielm'd  my  troubled  mind. 

4  Acain  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load  : 
Alas  !  I  heard  and  found  it  plain, 
The  sitmcr  must  be  born  again, 

Or  diMnk  the  wrath  of  God. 

fi  The  saints  I  heard  wilh  rapture  tell. 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
But  when  1  found  this  truth  remain, 
Tlie  sinner  must  be  boi-n  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  my  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jof-us  of  Naz'relh  pass'd  that  way, 

I  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner  ny  his  justice  slain, 
^;ow  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heav'n  the  joyful  tidings  flew. 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew. 

And  loftier  sounds  did  raise  : 
All  hail  the  I,amb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unriumber'd  millions  born  again. 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  praise. 

HYMN  123.     P.  M 

1  TTOW  lost  was  my  condition 

JLx  Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ; 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  »  «in-sick  soul. 


128  ZION    SONGSTEB 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 
And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave 

To  tell  to  all  around  me 
His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 
Is  light,  compar'd  to  sin ; 

On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  : 
Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever. 

And  madness  all  combin'd  ; 
And  none  but  a  behever 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing^ 
I  sought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost : 
Thus  every  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician 
(How  matchless  is  his  grace) 

Accepted  my  petition, 
And  undertook  my  case  : 

First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 
For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd ; 

Then  bade  me  look  unto  him ; 
1  look'd — and  1  was  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 
Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith. 

At  once  from  danger  frees  us. 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death; 

Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 
His  help  he'll  freely  give ; 

He  makes  no  hard  condition  - 
'Tis  only  look  and  live. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  129 

HYIMN  124.     P.  M. 

1  QEE  how  the  scriptures  are  fultiUing; 
>!5  Poor  sinners  are  returning  home  : 

Tlie  time  that  prophets  were  foretelling, 
With  signs  and  wonders  now  is  come.— 

The  gospel  trumpets  now  are  blowing 
From  sea  to  sea,  from  land  to  land  ; 

God's  Holy  Spirit  is  down-pouring, 
And  Christians  joinmg  heart  and  hand- 

2  Ten  thousand  fall  before  Jehovah 
For  mercy — mercy  !  loud  they  cry, 

They  rise  all  shouting  "  Hallehijah  !" 

And  "  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  :" 
But  many  cry,  "It"s  all  disorder," 

And  disbelieve  God's  holy  word  ; 
Yet  Christians  sing  and  shout  the  louder, 

"  All  glory,  glory  to  the  Lord." 

3  Oh  sinnei's  !  hear  our  invitation  ! 
You  are  but  feeble,  dying  worms  ; 

Oh  lly  to  Jesus  for  salvation, 

Or  you  must  meet  God's  awful  storms: 
We  warn  you  in  the  name  of  Jesus, 

The  awful  Judge  of  ipiick  and  dead; 
But  il^you  still  refuse  to  hear  us, 

Your  blood  shall  be  upon  your  head. 

4  Now  God  is  calling  every  nation. 
The  bond  and  free,  the  rich  and  poor; 

These  are  the  days  of  visitation  ; 

Sweet  gospel  grace  will  soon  be  o'er: 
The  Lord  shall  come  all  clothed  in  thunder, 

And  Ughtning  streaming  from  his  eye  ; 
Oh  !  then  he'll  cut  his  foes  asunder, 

And  cast  them  where  the  danmed  lie. 

6  The  sun  affrighted  from  his  centre, 

Sinks  into  everlasting  night; 
The  stars  to  shine  now  dare  not  venture 

The  moon  in  crimson  veils  lier  light ; 


k 


130  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Tlie  sea  and  land  together  burning, 
The  flames  ascend  the  inching  skie3  ; 

All  nature  now  to  nouirht's  returning  ! 
"Tintie  is  no  more  !"  the  angel  cries. 

6  Now  Zion  clothed  in  brilliant  glory, 

Marches  towards  the  dazzling  throne  : 
Oh  hearken  to  the  pleasant  story  : — 

When  Clirist  his  charming  bride  shall  own 
With  smiling  looks  of  approbation, 

He  takes  her  to  his  loving  arms, 
And  she  is  filled  with  transportation, 

Dissolved  in  his  heavenly  charms. 

HYMN  125.  L.  M. 

1  T  LONG  to  see  the  season  come, 

X  When  sinners  will  come  flocking  hom« 
To  taste  the  riches  of  God's  love, 
Ajid  sing  his  praise  in  realms  above. 

2  Hark  !  hear  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds 
Inviting  sinners  all  around  ; 

Behold  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  He  now  is  knocking  at  your  heart, 
Waiting  salvation  to  impart; 

To  wash  you  in  atoning  blood, 
And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 

4  A  few  more  days  and  you  must  go 
To  realms  of  joy,  or  endless  wo ; 

In  worlds  above  with  Christ  to  dwell; 
Or  sink  beneath  his  frowns  :o  hell. 

5  Come,  sinners,  ail  now  warning  take, 
And  all  your  sinful  ways  forsake  ; 
This  world  give  o'er,  leave  sin  behind, 
In  Christ  you  shall  redemption  find. 

6  Take  your  companions  by  the  hand. 
Take  all  your  children  in  a  band, 


ZiON    SONGSTER.  13' 

And  give  them  up  at  Jesus's  call, 
He'll  pardon,  blesf,  and  save  you  ail. 

7  When  the  great  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
And  he  collects  his  jewels  home ; 
On  Zion's  Mount  we  then  shall  stand, 
And  join  the  bright  angelick  band. 

HYMN  126.     P.  M. 

1  /"^OME,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation, 
Kj  Now  embrace  your  precious  Lord  ; 

Grace,  through  faith,  to  ev'ry  nation, 
Sounds  the  glorious  gospel  word. 

CHORUS. 

Oh  glory,  glory,  hallelujah  : 
Glory  be  to  God  that  rules  on  high, 

2  Breathe  thy  spirit,  blessed  Jesus, 
Let  it  every  bosom  move  ; 

Sinners,  none  but  him  can  save  us, 
Fly,  embrace  your  Saviour's  love. 

3  Cotne,  backsliders,  though  you've  pierced  him, 
And  have  caused  his  chuixh  to  mourn, 

Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  you  will  to  him  I'eturn. 

4  And  come  ye,  who  love  King  Jesus, 
He  attends  your  humble  prayer  : 

Now  he  waits  with  joy  to  crown  us, 
Lo !  we  feel  his  presence  here 

HYMN  127.     P.  M. 

SINNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
lie  now  is  passing  by  ; 
fle  hath  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 

And  heard  thy  mournful  cry. 
lie  has  pardon  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fears; 
Lo !  the  love  that  tills  liis  heart 
Shall  wipe  away  thy  teax\s 


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132  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come 
And  tell  him  a'll  ihy  case  1 

He  will  not  pronounce  thy  dooi^, 

Nor  frown  thee  from  liis  face ; 
Wilt  thou  fear  hnmanuel  ? 

Will  thou  dread  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Who,  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 

Has  shed  his  pi-ecious  blood? 

3  Think  how  on  the  cross  he  hung, 
Pierced  with  a  tliousanrl  wounds  ; 

Hark,  from  eacli,  as  with  a  tongue, 

The  voice  of  partlon  sounds! 
See.  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 

Bioodof  woadrous  virtue  flow  ! 
Shed  to  wash  away  thy  stains, 

And  ransom  thee  from  wo. 

4  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 
His  mercy  is  no  less ; 

Though  he  thy  transgressions  hate, 

He  feels  for  thy  distress ; 
By  himself  the  Lord  hath  sworn. 

He  delights  not  in  thy  death ; 
But  invites  tliee  to  return. 

That  thou  mayst  live  by  faith.    ' 

5  Raise  thy  downcast  eyes  and  see 
What  throngs  his  throne  surround  ! 

These,  thougli  sinners  once  like  thee. 

Have  full  salvation  found  : 
Yield  not  then  to  unliclief ! 

While  he  says,  '•  There  yet  is  room," 
Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief, 

Yet  Jesus  bids  thee  come. 

HYMN  128.     P.  M. 

1  TTTHILE  angels  strike  their  tuneful  strings, 

VV    And  veil  their  faces  with  their  wings, 
Each  saint  on  earth  his  Jesus  sings. 
And  joins  to  praise  the  King  of  kings. 
Who  saves  lost  souls  from  ruin. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  133 

'2  But  sinners  fond  of  earthly  toys, 
Mock  and  deride,  wlieu  saints  rejoice  : 
I'hey  shut  their  ears  at  Jesus's  voice, 
And  make  the  world  and  sin  their  choice, 
And  force  tlieir  way  to  ruin. 

3  The  preachers  warn  them  night  and  day ; 
For  them  the  Ciiristians  weep  and  pray  : 
But  sinners  laugli,  and  turn  away, 

And  join  the  wicked,  lewd,  and  gay, 
Who  throng  the  road  to  ruin. 

4  Ofttimes  in  visions  of  the  night, 
God  doth  their  guilty  souls  aliright ; 
They  tremble  at  the  awful  sight. 
But  still  again  with  morning  light 

Pursue  the  road  to  ruin. 

5  Sometimes  by  preaching  sinners  see, 
They're  doomed  to  hell  and  misery  ; 
To  turn  to  God  they  tlien  agree, 

But  oh  I  'tis  wicked  company 
Allures  their  souls  to  ruin. 

6  Ofttimes  when  nothing  else  will  do, 
Affliction  will  their  danger  show. 
And  bring  the  haughty  sinners  low  ; 
Then  they'll  repent,  and  pray,  and  vow ; 

But  turn  again  to  ruin. 

7  When  ev'ry  way  is  tried  in  vain. 
No  more  the  s))irit  strives  with  man. 
But  full  of  guilt  and  fear  and  pain. 
Death  strikes  the  blow,  the  sinner's  slain, 

And  sinks  to  endless  ruin. 

8  Oil  sinners,  turn  !  j-ou  long  have  stood 
Opposed  to  truth  and  all  that's  good ; 
You  may  be  saved  through  Jesus's  blood, 
Lay  down  your  arms,  submit  to  God, 

And  tlius  be  saved  from  ruin. 

9  Turn,  sinners,  neighbours,  friend,  or  foe, 
The  terrours  of  the  Lord  we  know ; 


134  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Oh  tell  us,  friends,  ^Yl1at  will  yoa  do  7 
VV>  cannot  bear  to  let  you  go 
To  everlasting  ruin. 

HYMN  129.     P.  M. 

1  QTOP,  poor  sinner!  stop  and  tliiuki 
i^  Before  you  farther  go! 

Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of'everkisimg  wo  I 
Hell  lieneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command; 
Soon  he'll  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 

And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 

CIIOUUS. 

Then  be  entreated  now  to  stop : 
For  unless  you  learning  take^ 

Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop 
Into  a  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
Tiiat  you  his  will  oppose  7 

Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 
With  which  he  breaks  his  foesi 

Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day,  _ 
When  he  judgment  will  proclaim  I 

Wlien  tlie  earth  shall  melt  away 
Like  wax  before  the  liame  1 

3  Ghastly  death  shall  quickly  come, 
And  drag  you  to  the  bar ; 

Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom 

Will  fill  you  with  despair: 
All  your  sins  around  you'll  crowd — 

Si'tis  of  a  blood  crimson  die  ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  will  you  reply  1 

4  Thoujih  your  heart  be  made  of  steel, 
Vourforehead  lined  willi  brass, 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 
IJe  will  not  let  you  pass  : 


ZION     SONGSTER.  135 

Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Tho'  they  now  despise  his  grace,) 
"Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  iuii, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 
5  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hone, 

Yua  may  nis  mercy  know ; 
Though  his  arm  is  lilted  up, 

He  siill  forbears  llie  Llovv : 
'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died,  ^ 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  that  come  shall  be  denieil 

He  says,  "There  still  is  room." 

HYMN  130.     L.  M. 

1  (pVH  !  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mernMi, 
\J  My  sins  winch  have  tliy  body  torn; 

Give  me  with  broken  iieart  to  see 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  Oh  could  I  gain  the  moimtain's  height, 
And  gaze  upon  that  bleeding  sight . 

Oh  tliat,  like  Salem's  daughters,  I 
(Jould  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die  ! 

3  I'd  smite  upon  my  breast,  and  mourn, 
Kvd  never  from  his  cross  return : 

rd  weep  o'er  an  expiring  God, 

And  mix  my  tears  with  Jesus's  blood. 

4  One  precioiLS  drop,  Lord  Jesus,  grant ; 
One  precious  drop  is  all  1  want ; 

One  precious  drop  of  thy  ricii  blood, 
Will  make  me  cry,  "My  Lord,  my  God." 

HYMN  131.     P.  M. 

1  /'GRACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  car, 
vJT  My  request  vouclisafe  to  hear, 

Hoar  my  never-ceasing  cry, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  1  die. 

2  Wealth  and  honour  I  disd.nin, 
Earthly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain : 


136  ZION    SONGSTER, 

These  can  never  satisfy, 
Give  me  Clirist  or  elsel  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  \v)ial  tliou  wilt, 
Only  save  me  from  my  guilt ; 
Suppliant  at  Ihy  feet  I'lie, 

Give  me  Clirist  or  els-e  1  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 
I  am  notliiiig  else  but  sin  ; 
On  thy  mer^jy  I  rely, 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  1  trust: 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply, 
Give  me  Christ  or  else  I  die. 

6  Thou  hast  promised  to  forgive 
All  Avho  in  thy  Son  believe  ; 
Lord,  I  know  thou  canst  not  lie, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  1  die. 

7  Father,  dost  thou  seem  to  frown  7 
Give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son  ; 
Jesus,  to  thine  arms  1  fly, 

Come,  and  save  me,  or  1  die. 

HYMN  132.     P.  M. 

I  TT'INC'  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul ! 

JTV  Make  a  wounded  sinner  whole 
King  of  righteousness  and  peace, 
Let  not  thy  sweet  visits  cease  ! 

i  Come  !  refresh  this  soul  of  mine 
With  thy  sacred  bread  and  wine  1 
Vll  thy  love  to  me  unfold, 
Half  of  which  cannot  be  told. 

J  Hail,  Melchi/.edek  ilivine 
Thou  great  High  Priest  shait  be  mine: 
Ml  my  powers  before  thee  (aill, 
fake  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  137 

HYMN  rs'^.     C.  M. 

J  /">  JME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

\J  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  : 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 

And  make  this  larjt,  resolve  :  — 

2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 
Have  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 

1  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess  : 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  my  gracious  King  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 

Perhaps  he  may  command  a  toucli, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "Perhaps he  may  lulmit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer ; 

But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "I  can  but  perish  if  I  go,  ; 
I  am  rcsolv'd  to  try  ; 

For  if  I  stay  away,  1  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 

HYMN  134.     L.  M. 

1  OTRETCH'D  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies  ; 
lO  Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feci,  his  .side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  soimd. 
And  flows  from  ev'ry  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  stream  how  free  it  flows. 

To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes 

3  And  didst  thou  bleed — lor  smners  bleed! 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed? 

IS 


138  ZION    SONGSTER. 

No;  he  witlidrewhis  shining  ray, 
And  darkness  veil'd  the  mourning  day. 

4  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo, 
Where  rainghng  grief  and  wonder  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain? 

5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warn  this  cold  unieelmg  heart ; 

Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move, 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

HYMN  135.     P.  M. 

1  "DEIIOLD,  the  Saviour  lies 

J3  Hard  by  wliere  Kedron's  waters  roll ; 
And  in  sad  anguish  cries, 

"The  powers  of  death  surround  my  soul !" 
Through  every  pore  exuiles  tlie  blood 

Tliat  washes  out  our  stains : 
His  griefs  and  fears  dry  up  our  tears, 

His  stripes  assuage  our  pains. 

2  Haik  !  hear  his  doleful  prayer, 
"Oh  Father,  let  this  cup  remove; 

In  this  dread  moment  spare 

The  Son  of  thine  eternal  love  : 
Nay — but  I'll  bear  thy  wrath  severe. 

Tlie  bitter  cup  receive  : 
Wring  out  the  dregs— bear  all  its  plagues, 

A  dying  world  to  save.'" 

3  The  guiltless  victim  stands, 
With  lambhke  patience  at  the  bar, 

'Midst  impious  heathen  bands, 
Who  wait  his  tentler  flesh  to  tear. 

A  crown  of  thorns  his  brow  adonis, 
Mock  royalty  he  wears  ; 

Nor  turns  his  face  from  foul  disgrace, 
Nor  hands  tliat  pluck  the  hairs. 

4  In  furrows  deep  and  wide 

His  sacred  back  the  scourges  tear, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  1  39 

While  scoQiriir  foes  deride, 

Nor  friends  his  dreadful  an;,niish  share. 
With  furious  yells  the  tuiuult  swells, 

All  with  loud  voices  cry, 
"  Let  him  not  live  ;  tlie  robber  save, 

But  Jesus  crucify." 

5  Lo  !  on  the  accursed  tree 

He  struggles  with  deiUh's  awful  pains! 
In  dreadful  ayuny 

The  absence  of  l>is  God  complains. 
Ills  latest  prayei",  his  murd'rers  siiare  ; 

Then  to  his  God  lie  cries, 
"The  woi-k  is  done  ;  receive  thy  Son  ;" 

And  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

6  But  D^ath  could  not  retain 
The  Lord  of  life  and  glory  long 

lie  bursts  the  dark  domain, 

And  drags  in  chains  the  vanquish'd  throng 
Bright  glory  now  adorns  his  brow, 

Angels  before  him  fall, 
Witli  mortals  sing,  and  praise  our  King, 

And  own  him  Lord  of  all. 

HYMN   136.     L.  M. 

1  "'fTT'IIEN  on  the  cross  my  Lord  1  see, 

\  V    Bleeding  to  deatli  for  wretcheil  me, 
Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart 
In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 

I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes; 
But  see  !  he  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 

3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded  and  dead,  and  batlied  in  blood! 
Behold  l^is  side,  and  venture  near, 

The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  1  forger  my  cares  and  pains ; 
I  drinlc,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains; 


140  ZION     SONGSTER. 

Only  the  Fountain  Head  above 
Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  leva  reveal ; 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim, 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 

6  Thy  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear ; 
Affords  a  balm  for  every  wound, 

And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound. 

HYMN  137.     C.  M. 

1  TN  evil  Iotm;  I  took  delight, 
J.  Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear 

Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  free 
In  agonies  and  blood  ; 

Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  to  my  latest  breath 
Can  1  forget  that  look ; 

Itseem'dto  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt. 
And  plung'd  me  in  despair  ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  1  did ; 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain  : 

Where  shall  my  troubling  soul  be  hldl 
For  I  the  Lord  have  siain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 
"I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

Thi?:  blood  is  for  thy  ransotn  paid, 
I'll  die  that  thou  I'nay'st  live." 


ZIuN    SONGSTER.  141 

7  Thus,  while  his  -leath  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  Ime  ; 

(Such  is  the  uiyslery  of  grace,) 
It  seals  lay  pardon  too. 

8  With  pleasing;  grief  and  nwuruful  joy 
My  spirit  now  is  fill'd. 

That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  hun  I  kill'd. 

HYMN  13S.     P.  M. 

1  OAW  ye  my  Saviour  ■?  Saw  ye  my  Saviour  7 
O  Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  Ood  ] 

Oh!  he  died  on  Calvary,  to  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended !  he  was  extended ! 
Shamefully  nail'd  to  tlie  cross  ; 

Oh  !  he  bow'd  liis  head  and  died  !  thus  my  Lord 
was  crucifi'd, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding!  Jesus  liung  bleeding! 
Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ; 

Oh'  the  sun  refused  to  shine,  when  his  majesty 
divine 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 

4  Darkness  prevailed !  darkness  prevailed! 
Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land  ; 

Oh !  the  solid  rocks  were  rent,  through  creation's 
vast  extent, 
When  tlie  Jews  crucified  the  God-man. 

5  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  was  finish'd, 
And  the  atonement  was  made, 

lie  was  taken  by  the  great,  and  cmbalm'd  In 
spices  sweet. 
And  in  a  new  sepulchre,  laid. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Saviour!  hail,  mighty  Saviour! 
Prince  and  the  author  of  peace; 


142  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

Oh  1  lie  burst  the  bands  of  death,  and  triuinpliant 
through  the  east 
lie  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  Now  interceding  !  now  interceding  ! 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  hve  ; 

Crying.  Father,  I  have  died !  Oh  behohl  my  narid 
and  side, 
To  redeem  them ; — I  pray  thee  forgive. 

8  I  will  forgive  them  ;  I  will  forgive  them, 

If  they'll  repent  and  believe  ;  [rh«>«. 

Let  them  now  return  to  me.  and  be  reconcilM  tu 
And  salvation  they  shall  receive 

HYMN  139.     P.  M. 

IAS  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
J\.  Methinks  I  see  a  blooi.y  cross, 
Wlicre  a  poor  victim  iiangs; 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore. 
His  limbs  all  dress'd  in  purple  gore, 
Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surprised  the  spectacle  to  see, 
I  ask'd,  who  can  this  victim  be. 

In  such  exquisite  pain? 
Why  thus  consign'd  to  woes,  I  cried; 
*"Tis  I,"  the  bleeding  Lamb  replied, 

"To  save  a  world  iVoin  sin." 

3  A  Christ  for  rebel  mortal  di.-^s  I 
How  can  it  be  !  my  soul  replies, 

Wlial!  Jesus  die  lor  me  .' 
"Yes,"  saith  the  sutT"ring  Son  of  God, 
"I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blond, 

*'For  thee,  poor  .soul,  for  thee." 

4  Lord,  since  .hy  life  tbou'st  irecly  given 
To  brin^  my  wreliMied  soul  to  heaveJi, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  lov^-- ; 
Tlien  at  ihy  fei-l,  oh  God.  1!!  fall. 
Give  thee  my  lile,  my  soul,  my  all, 

To  reign  with  ihec  above. 


ZIOX    SONGSTER.  143 

HYMN  140. .   L.  M. 

1  TTrnCN  I  stirvcy  tlie  wondrous  cross 

VV    On  wliicii  tlie  Prince  of  glury  died, 
My  richest  gain  1  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride  [ 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  tiiat  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God: 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  the  rrost, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  riow  mingled  down  : 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  reahn  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small : 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

HYMN  141.     C.  M. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat« 
XA.  Where  .Jesus  answers  prayer. 

There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 
With  this  I  venture  nigh. 

Thou  caliest  burdea'd  souls  to  thee. 
And  such,  oli  Lord,  am  L 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  press'd, 

By  wars  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  sliield  and  hi<ling  place, 
That  shclter'd  near  thy  siile, 

1  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 

And  tell  \n\i\.  /.hou  has;  died. 
r>  Oh  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  «lie, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame 


144  ZION    SONGSTER. 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Miglit  plcail  thy  gracious  name. 

C  Poor  teinpcst-tossed  soul,  be  still, 
My  prfnniscd  grace  receive  ; 

'Tis  Ji^sus  t;poaks,  [  must,  I  will. 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 

HYMN  142.     P.  M. 

1  /"lOME,  my  soul,  thy  suit,  prepare, 
\J  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 

He  himself  has  i)idiliec  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring, 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  1  i)egin — 
Lord,  remove  tliis  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  tliy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilL 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 
There  thy  blood-brtught  right  maintain, 
And  wiihout  a  rival  reign. 

5  As  tlie  image  in  the  glass, 
Answers  the  beholder's  face: 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear 

Print  thine  own  resemblance  there. 

6  While  I  air.  a  pilirrim  here, 
1-et  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  Show  me  wliat  I  liave  to  do ; 
Every  hour  my  strengih  renew, 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith  ; 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 


ZION    SOxN'GSTER.  145 

HYMN  143.     P.  M. 

1  IVTAY,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
1^  Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 

Do  not  tui-n  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  1  am ! 

Ah  !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name; 
Yet  ihe  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  tliee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebeUion  blindly  bold. 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy; 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  L 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  hiin  free  ; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  years  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  1  have  seen. 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  7 

G  Thou  hast  lielp'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  {)lead  ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  fast. 

7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold : 
I  can  no  denial  take, 
When  I  plead  for  Jesus's  sake. 

HYMN  144.     P.M. 

I  T  ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 
XJ  Come  and  bid  our  jarrings  cease; 

Come,  oh  come  !  and  reign  for  ever, 
God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace  ; 

Visit  now  poor  bleeding  Zion 
Here  the  people  mourn  and  weep ; 
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146  Z10x\    SOXGSTER. 

Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  cr>'ing, 
Come,  good  rihepherd,  feed  thy  slieepi 

2  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  ApoUos, 
Some  for  Ceplias — none  agree  ; 

Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  rail  us ; 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Then  we'll  rush  throu<ih  what  incumbers 

Over  every  hind'rance  leap, 
Not  upheld  by  force  or  numbers, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

3  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 
We've  been  sinners  froui  our  youth ; 

Guide  us.  Lord,  by  thy  gooil  Spirit, 
Which  shall  teach  us  all  the  truth. 

On  thy  gospel  word  we'll  venture, 
Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep, 

Love  our  Lord,  and  Christ  our  Saviour 
Oh  !  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Come  good  Lord,  witli  courage  arm  u% 
Persecution  rages  here — 

Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 
While  our  Shepherd  is  so  near. 

Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus, 
At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 

He  both  comforts  us,  and  frees  us. 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

5  Hear  the  Prince  of  our  salvation 
Saying.  "Fear  not,  little  flock; 

I,  myself,  am  your  Foundation, 
You  are  built  upon  this  Rock, 

Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly. 
Scale  the  mount,  although  it's  steep ; 

Look  to  me,  and  be  ye  holy  ; 
1  delight  to  feed  my  sheep. 

C  Christ  alone,  whose  merit  saves  us. 

Taught  by  him.  we'll  own  his  name 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus  ! 

How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame 


ZION    SONGSTER.  147 

Gloiy,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Give  hiin  glory,  lie  will  keep, 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us, 

Ihe  good  Siiepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

HYMN  145.     P.M. 

1  QAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 

^  Grant  us.  Lord,  a  gracious  i*ain; 
All  wiU  come  to  desolation, 
Lest  thou  visit  us  again. 

CHORUS. 

Lord  revive  us,  Lord  revive  us, 

Lord  revive  thy  work  in  me ; 
O  Lord  revive  us,  O  revive  us, 

All  our  help  77iiist  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high  ; 

Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd, 
Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 

Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd; 
Happy  season  we  have  seen  ! 

4  B\it  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 

Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed ; 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 
Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth  1 

Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars. 
Bright  examples  for  our  youth .' 

6  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ; 

Some,  alas !  we  fear  are  bhghted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

7  Younger  plants— the  sight  how  pleasant! 
Cover'd  thicii  with  blossoms  stood; 


148  ZION    SONGSTER. 

But  they  cause  us  jcrief  at  present. 
Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud. 

8  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  l)loom  afiain  • 

Oh  permit  them  not  ro  vvitlicr, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

9  Let  our  mut\ial  love  be  fervent, 
Mal^e  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 

Let  each  one  esreem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

10  Break  the  tempter's  I'atal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  tlcsh  ; 

And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

HYMN  146.     P.M. 

1  "C'NCOMPASS'D  v;ith  clouds  of  distress, 
S-J  .lust  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 

1  pant  fur  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine  : 
Dishearten'd  vith  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  th;  feet  with  my  load  ; 
All  plaintive  1  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrour  shall  cease, 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply. 

And  lead  me  <i  .Jesus  for  peace. 

The  Rock  t\  at  is  higher  than  L 
Speak,  Saviour !  for  sweet  is  thy  voice  ; 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold: 
Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 

My  groanings  iha;  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn, 
My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 

The' billows  more  fiercely  return, 
And  plunge  mo  again  in  the  deep. 

While  liarass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 
The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  149 

''The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 

Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 
4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  rue, 
And  tell  uie,  how  is  it  1  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee. 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  ray  tower ; 
Come,  succour  and  gladden  my  heart 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

HYMN  147.     L.  M. 

1  TTTHAT  various  hind'rances  we  meet 

W    In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat ; 
Vet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  1 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  clouds  withdraw: 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright : 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  1  Ah,  think  again ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow- creatures'  ears 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  cares. 

Ti  Were  half  the  time  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heav'n  in  supplication  sent ; 
Our  cheerful  songs  would  oft'ner  be, 
'•  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me." 

HYMN  148.     L.  M. 

I  fi  OD  of  mv  life,  to  tnee  I  call ; 

VT  Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
When  tlie  great  water  floods  prevail. 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 


150  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint? 
WTiere  should  I  lodge  my  sad  complaint? 
Where  but  \sMth  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poorl 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea? 
Does  not  thy  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  7 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear,    - 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer; 
But  a  prayer-hearing,  answering  God, 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

5  Fair  is  the  lot  that's  cast  for  mc, 
1  have  an  advocate  with  thee  ; 
They  whom  the  world  caresses  most, 
Have  no  such  privilege  to  boast. 

6  Poor  tho'  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 

For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

HYMN  149.     P.  M. 

1  "Tl/rERCY,  oh  thou  Son  of  David!" 

IVJL  Thus  poor  blind  Bartimeus  pray'd ; 
"Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 

Now  vouchsafe  to  me  thine  aid:" 
While  he  cried,  many  chid  him, 

But  he  pray'd  the  louder  still, 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 

"Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 
Though  by  begging  used  to  live : 

But  he  ask'd  and  Jesus  granted 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

"Lord,  remove  this  grievous  biindr.ess, 
Let  my  eyes  behold  ihe  day  ;" 

Straight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness, 
FoUow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  151 

3  Now  methlnks  I  hear  him  praising, 
Pnhlishing  to  all  around, 

"  Friends,  is  not  thy  case  aajazingl 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 
Oh  that  all  tlie  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  uie  ! 
Surely,  they  would  co-uie  unto  him ; 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

4  "Now  I  freely  leave  iiiy  gannciits, 
Follow  Jesus  in  the  way ; 

He  will  guide  me  by  his  counsel; 

Lead  aie  to  eteniai  day  : 
There  I  shall  behold  uiy  Saviour, 

Spotless,  innocent-  aiidpure: 
And  with  hiiu  shall  reign  for  ever, 

If  I  to  the  end  endure." 

HYMN  150.     S.  M 

1  TTUNGRY,  and  faint,  ajtd  poor, 
JlL  Behold  us,  Lord,  again, 

A.ssembled  at  thy  mercy's  door, 
Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 

2  Tky  word  invites  us  nigh, 
Or  we  should  starve  indeed, 

For  we  no  money  have  to  buy, 
No  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want 
Thy  hand  alone  can  give  ! 

Oh  !  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant, 
That  we  may  eat  and  live. 

HYMN  151.    P.M. 

I  TTTHEN   thou,    my  righteous   Judge,  shall 

VV      come. 
To  call  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand? 


152  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Shall  such  a  wretched  worm  as  1, 
Wlio  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  handl 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow. 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  cast  out, 

When  thou  shall  for  them  call? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace. 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place 

In  this  accepted  day  : 
Thy  pard'ning  voice  oh  let  me  hear, 
To  still  thy  unbelieving  fear. 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
When  the  Eu-chansel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face: 
The  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  musick  rings 

With  shouts  of  loudest  praise. 

HYMN  152.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS  '  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend, 
*)    As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Remembef  thy  pure  word  of  grace. 
Remember  Calvary  ; 

Remember  all  thy  dying  groans. 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God 
[  yield  myself  to  tliee  ; 

Wti'ile  thou"  art  sittinsf  on  thy  throne, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile. 
Yet  tiiy  salvation's  free  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER  153 

Then,  in  tJiy  all-abounding  grace, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

i  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distress'd, 

Howe'er  oppress'd  1  be ; 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 

Do  thou  remember  me. 

7  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death 

And  creature  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  oh  ray  great  Redeemer,  God ! 

I  pi'ay  remember  me. 

HYMN  153.     P-.  M 

1  T?NCOURAGED  by  thy  word 
S-J  Of  promise  to  the  poor, 

Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door: 
No  hand,  no  heart,  oh  Lord !  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 

If  oifered  unto  thee, 
I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain  : 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear. 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 
That  though  I  now  am  poor. 

Yet  once  there  was  a  day 
When  I  possessed  more  : 
Thou  knowest  from  my  very  birth 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth. 

4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess. 
As  beggars  often  do, 

Though  great  is  my  distress. 
My  faults  liave  been  but  few; 
If  thou  sliuuldst  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  wliat  I  should  deserve. 
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154  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 

I  never  begg'd  before  ; 
And  if  tliou  now  befriend 
I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  : 
Thou  often  hast  relieved  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  ; 
Oh  do  not  frown  and  bid  ine  go, 
I  must  have  all  tiiou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Tliy  bounties  to  conceal 

From  others,  who  like  me 
Their  wants  and  hunger  feel ; 
I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  ten  thousand  more.  ' 

8  Thy  ways,  thou  only  wise, 

Our  ways  and  thoughts  transcend, 
Far  as  the  arched  skies 
Above  this  earth  extend; 
Such  pleas  as  mine  7nen  would  not  hear. 
But  God  receives  the  beggar's  prayer. 

HYMN  154.     P.  M. 

1  TF  ever  pity  moved  thee, 

JL  Thou  glorious  Sun  of  Righteousness ; 
If  ever  saints  have  proved  thee, 

A  sure  relief  in  deep  distress  ; 
Oh  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit, 

Thyself  to  me,  oh  Christ,  impart, 
And  give  me  to  inherit 

Thy  kingdom  form'd  within  my  heart. 

2  By  Satan  oft  deceived. 

Drawn  from  the  path  of  righteousness, 
Tliy  Spirit  ort  I've  grieved, 

And  brought  upon  me  sore  distress ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  155 

But  as  thy  §reat  compassion 

Extends  to  all  the  fallen  race, 
In  failli  for  thy  salvation 

I  humbly  look  through  sovereign  grace. 

3  Here  hke  apostate  Peter, 

My  tears  I  shed,  and  make  my  moan: 
Pity  thy  faithless  creature, 

Deal  Lord,  and  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
Accept  of  my  petition. 

Thy  pardon  to  my  soul  reveal, 
Thou  great,  thou  good  Physician, 

Hear,  and  my  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  All  glory  to  the  Saviour, 

Who  shed  for  me  his  precious  blood, 
I  feel  I'm  in  his  favour. 

That  I  am  his,  and  he's  my  God. 
Much  he  hath  me  forgiven, 

Much,  while  on  earth,  oh  may  I  love, 
Then  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

And  join  the  blood-wash'd  throng  above. 

5  There,  through  the  starry  regions, 
To  sound  aloud  redeeming  grace, 

And  with  celestial  legions, 

With  joy  proclaim  my  Maker's  praise. 
There,  iree  from  pain  and  sadness, 

rU  shout  and  sing  for  evermore, 
Where  all  is  joy  and  gladness, 

On  that  eternal,  happy  shore. 

HYMN  155.     C.  M. 

1  /HkH  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love, 
\-/  To  waft  my  soul  away, 

To  that  celestial  world  above, 
Where  pleasures  ne'er  decay. 

2  Eternal  Spirit,  deign  to  be 
My  pilot  here  below. 

To  steer  through  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Where  stormy  winds  do  blow. 


156  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  From  rocks  of  pride  on  eitlier  hand, 
From  quicksands  of  despair  ; 

Oil  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 
Tlirough  every  latent  snare. 

4  Anchor  me  in  that  port  above, 
On  that  celestial  shore, 

Where  dashint^  billows  never  move, 
Where  tempests  never  roar. 

HYMN  156.     S.  M. 

1  "PREPARE  a  thankful  song 
JL    To  the  Redeemer's  name  ! 

Ilis  praises  should  employ  each  tonguf-, 
And  every  heart  inflame  ! 

2  He  laid  his  glory  by, 

And  dreadful  pains  endured, 
That  rebels  such  as  you  and  I, 
From  wrath  miglit  be  secured. 

3  Upon  the  cross  he  died, 
Our  debt  of  sin  to  pay  : 

The  blood  and  water  from  his  side 
Wash  guilt  and  filth  away. 

4  And  now  he  pleading  stands 
For  us  before  the  throne, 

And  answers  all  the  law's  demands 
With  what  himself  hath  done. 

5  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends 
Our  stubborn  souls  to  move : 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 
And  conquer  them  by  love. 

6  The  world  and  Satan  rage, 
But  he  their  power  controls ; 

His  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  engage 
Pi'otection  for  our  souls. 

7  Though  prcss'd  we  will  not  yield. 
But  shall  prevail  at  length  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  157 

For  Jesus  is  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  righteousness  and  strength. 

8  Assured  that  Clirist  our  King 

Will  put  our  Ibes  to  flight, 
We  on  the  field  of  battl^ing, 

And  triumph,  while  \vc  fight. 

HYMN  157.     P.  M. 

1  TT THEN  my  Shepherd,  my  Saviour  is  near, 

VV    How  quickly  my  sorrows  depart ; 
New  beauties  around  me  appear, 

New  spirits  enliven  my  heart. 
His  presence  gives  peace  to  my  soul, 

And  Satan  assaults  me  in  vain  ; 
If  my  Shepherd  his  power  control, 

I  think  I  no  more  shall  complain. 

2  Hut,  alas,  what  a  change  do  I  find, 

Wlien  my  Shepherd  withdraws  from  rn"  tight. 
My  foes  all  return  to  my  mind, 

My  day  is  soon  changed  into  night. 
Then  Satan  his  efforts  renews 

To  vex  and  ensnare  me  again — 
All  my  pleasing  enjoyments  I  lose, 

And  can  only  lament  and  complain. 

3  By  these  changes  I  often  pass  through, 

I  aj^ri  taught  ray  own  weakness  to  know — 
I  am  taught  what  my  Shepherd  can  do, 

And  how  much  to  his  mercy  I  owe. 
'Tis  he  that  supports  me  through  all ; 

When  I  faint  he  revives  me  again  ; 
He  attends  to  my  prayer  when  I  call. 

And  bids  me  no  longer  complain. 

4  Why  then  sliould  I  murmur  or  grieve. 
Since  my  Shepherd  is  always  th.e  same, 

And  has  promised  he  never  will  leave 
The  soul  that  confides  in  his  name  1 

To  relieve  me  from  all  that  1  fear, 
He  was  buffeted,  tempted,  and  slain, 


158  ZION    SONGSTER. 

And  at  length  he  will  surely  appear, 

Tiiough  he  leaves  ine  a  while  to  complain. 
5  While  I  dwell  in  an  enemy's  land, 

Can  I  hope  to  be  always  in  peace  > 
'Tis  enough  that  my  Siid|)licrd's  at  hand, 

And  that  sliortly  this  warfare  will  cease. 
For  ere  long  he  will  bid  me  remove 

From  this  region  of  sorrow  and  pain, 
To  abide  in  his  presence  above, 

And  then  1  no  more  shall  complain. 

HYMN  158.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tell 
KJ  The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 

Who  saved  from  a  burning  hell, 
And  brought  iiiy  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  gave  me  heavenly  union. 

2  When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high. 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie ; 

He  looked  on  me  with  pitying  eye. 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  pass'd  by, 
"  With  God  you  have  no  union." 

3  Then  I  began  to  weep  and  cry ; 
And  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly  ; 

It  grieved  me  so  that  I  must  die  ;  , 

I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy  : 
But  still  I  had  no  union. 

4  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in. 

And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean  ; 
And  oh  !   ivhat  seasons  I  have  seen 
Since  first  I  felt  this  union. 

5  I  praised  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  found  I'd  something  still  to  say 
About  this  heavenly  union. 


ZICrN    SONGSTER.  159 

6  1  now  witli  saints  can  join  to  sinj^, 
And  mount  oa  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring 
With  loud  hosannas  to  our  Kinjj, 

Who  brought  our  souls  to  union. 

7  Oh  come,  backsliders,  come  away, 
And  mind  to  do  as  well  as  say, 

And  learn  to  watch  as  well  as  pray, 
And  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day  ; 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  union. 

.8  We  soon  shall  leave  all  things  below, 
And  quit  these  climes  of  pain  and  wo, 
And  then  we'll  all  to  glory  go, 
And  then  we'll  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
And  feel  a  perfect  union. 

9  Come,  heaven  and  earth,  unite  your  lays, 
And  give  to  Jesus  endless  pi'aise  ; 

And  oh  my  soul,  look  on  and  gaze ! 
He  bleeds,  he  dies,  your  debt  he  pays, 
To  give  you  heavenly  union. 

10  Oh  could  I,  like  an  angel,  sound 
Salv'ation  through  the  earth  around, 
The  devil's  kingdom  to  confound  ; 
I'd  triumph  on  Immanuel's  gi-ound. 

And  spread  this  glorious  union. 

HYMN  159.  P.  M. 

1  TTTE  soon  shall  break  all  nature's  tics, 

VV    On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  the  skies, 
And  win  the  mark,  and  gain  the  prize, 
And  feel  a  blessed  union. 

2  And  when  we  reach  the  blissful  plains 
Where  love  divine  immortal  reigns, 
We'll  bid  adieu  to  all  our  pains 
And  join  the  sweet  angelick  strains. 

In  one  etem^il  union. 


160  fc    ON    SONGSTER. 

3  There  we  shi.J  see  as  we  are  seen, 
Without  a  dimi    ng  veil  between ; 
Ami  not.  a  cloud  shal-I  intervene, 

But  all  is  pleasai  t  and  serene 
111  climes  of  pcirfect  union. 

4  T.here  we  shall  reign  eternally, 
And  praise  the  Lamb  that  sets  us  free, 
Who  groan'd  and  died  upon  the  tree, 
That  we  might  his  salvation  see. 

And  feel  this  blessed  union. 

5  Almighty  God  !  each  heart  and  tongue 
To  thee  shall  raise  a  glorious  song; 

All  praises  to  thy  name  belong: 
Let  Zion  sing,  Thy  kingdom  come, 
And  fill  the  world  with  union. 

6  And  wnen  the  final  trump  shall  sound, 
And  wake  the  nations  under  ground, 
Our  souls  and  bodies  shall  obey, 

Ami  fly  to  everlasting  day  ; 
Then  sweet  will  be  this  union. 

7  Divisions  then  will  all  be  o'er. 
And  party  spirit  reign  no  more  : 
The  church  triumphant  will  be  pure. 
And  all  God's  people  dwell  secure, 

Where  none  can  break  their  union. 

HYMN  160.     C.  M. 

1  TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
X±  In  a  believer's  ear  ! 

It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
Anfl  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast: 

*Tia  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Pear  name  !  the  rock  on  which  I  build; 
My  shield  and  hiding  jjlaco  • 


ZION    SONGSTER.  161 

yij  never- failing  treasury,  fill'd 
Witl^  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  .Te^s  !  niY  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
My  prophet,  priest,  and  king  ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  1  bring 

5  Weak  is  the  cflbrt  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  wannest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 
With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  : 

And  may  the  musick  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

HYMN  161.    L.  M. 

1  TTAIL,  God  the  Father,  glorious  light ! 
Xl  Ilail,  God  the  Son,  my  soul's  delight' 

Hail,  Holy  Ghost,  eternal  Three  ! 
My  anthem  through  eternity. 

2  Ve  glitt'ring  orbs  around  the  skies, 
But  speak  his  glories  in  disguise  : 
Your  silent  language  ne'er  can  tell 

1  he  wisdom  of  Immanuel. 

3  Tell  mountains,  that  becloud  the  sky, 
With  all  the  hills  that  round  you  lie, 
While  time  endures  you  ne'er  can  tell 
The  grandeurs  of  Immanuel. 

4  Ye  trembling  seas,  with  dismal  roar, 
Whose  billows  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Your  thund'ring  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  power  of  Immanuel. 

5  Ye  worlds  on  worlds,  with  all  your  throng 
Through  every  clime  extend  your  song ; 

A  guilty  world's  preserv'd  from  hell 
By  Cy'hrist,  the  King  Immanuel. 
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162  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  Bcliold  him  leave  his  Father's  throne 
IJehold  hiiD  bleed,  and  hear  him  groan  : 
Death's  iron  chain  would  fail  to  tell 
Tlie  strcngili  of  King  hnmanuel. 

7  Behold  him  take  his  ancient  seat, 
And  millions  bowing  at  his  fe^t , 
lie  conquer'd  all  the  hosts  of  hell, 
Yes,  glory  to  Immanuel. 

S  His  fame  shall  spread  from  pole  to  pole, 
While  glory  rolls  from  soul  to  soul ; 
The  gospel'  now  goes  forth  to  tell, 
The  love  of  King  Immanuel. 

9  While  I  am  singing  of  his  name. 
My  soul  begins  to  feel  the  flame  ; 
I'm  full,  I'm  full,  but  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  of  Inmaanuel. 

10  I  long  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  see  his  glories  blaze  around  : 
Then  will  I  sliout,  and  sing,  and  tell, 
Redemption  through  hnmanuel. 

11  Ten  thousand  thousand  in  ths  throng, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  join  the  song; 
All  saved  from  a  gaping  hell, 

Give  glory  to  Immanuel. 

12  My  soul's  transported  with  his  channa' 
I  long  to  lie  in  .Jesus's  arms  : — 

My  loving  brethren,  all  larewell, 
I  go  to  meet  Immanuel. 

HYMN  .62.     P.M. 

1  TTARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  I,ord, 
JLI.  'Tis  thy  rtaviour.  hear  his  word ; 

Jesus  speaks,  and  s[)eaks  to  thee  : — 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  mcl 

2  "Idelivcr'd  ihee  wlien  bound. 

And  when  wounded,  hcal'd  thy  wound ; 


ZION     SONGSTER.  1G3 

Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  mother's  tender  care  <tt 

Cease  towards  the  cliild  she  bare  1 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  rememBer  thee. 

^  "  Mine  is  a  redeeming  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath  •, 
Free,  and  faithful,  strong  as  death 

5  "Thou  shall  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
tiny,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  V 

6  Lord,  it  i.<?  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint : 
Yet  I  love  Ihee,  and  adore  ; 

Oh  for  grace  to. love  thee  more  !  • 

HYMN  163.     C.  M. 

1  /^OME,  all  ve  mourning  pilgrims  now, 
vy  The  joyful  news  Til  tell ; 

The  Lord  liath  sent  salvation  clown, 

To  save  our  souls  from  hell ; 
The  angels  brought  the  tidings  dowTi, 

To  shepherds  in  the  field, 
Tliat  God  to  man  is  reconciled 

His  son  to  men  revcal'd. 

CHORCS. 

-SVrt^  glory,  honour,  to  the  Lamb, 

Salvation  to  our  King  ; 
Let  all  that's  icask'd  in  Jesus's  blood, 

His  glorious  praises  sing. 

2  C:ome  all  ye  poor  despised  souls, 
Unto  his  fold  repair  ; 

VVliere  God  his  boundless  love  unfolds, 
And  says  he'll  meet  us  there. 


164  ZION    SOXGSTER. 

His  glorious  presence  fills  our  souls 

With  songs  of  loudest  praise  ; 
Letall  that  want  a  Saviour  clear, 

liieir  hearts  and  voices  raise. 

3  There's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul, 
It  came  from  heaven  above  ; 

Which  makes  me  praise  my  God  so  boltl, 

And  his  dear  children  love. 
I'll  serve  the  bleeding  Lamii  of  God, 

I  love  his  ways  so  well ; 
Because  his  precious  blood  was  shed 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell. 

4  When  weeping  Mary  came  to  seek 
Her  Loril,  with  a  perfume, 

The  napkin  and  the  sheet  she  foitfid 

Together  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  angel  said,  He  is  not  here, 

He's  risen  from  the  dead, 
And  streams  of  grace  to  sinners  flow 

All  free  as  did  his  blood. 

HYMN  164.     L.  M. 

1  TTTITH  rev'rence  to  the  King  of  kings, 

VV    Wliose  throne  is  fix'd  above  our  sight: 
My  sotil  woulfl  stretcli  her  feeble  wings. 

And  trace  the  glories  of  his  feet. 
He  moves  majestick  through  the  eartli. 

Surveys  wirli  care  rlie  crimes  of  men  : 
He  marks  their  sins,  he  hears  their  mirth, 

And  by  his  jiidgments  comes  again. 

2  How  oft  has  lie  his  power  display'd. 
While  love  and  wrath  have  mingled  here  ; 

How  many  nuni!)er'd  with  the  dead — 

How  many  empty  scats  apjiear. 
Our  aiied  friends  with  whom  we've  sung. 

With  wiiom  we  prcach'd.  with  whom  we  pray'd, 
Have  <;one  to  fill  their  empty  tomb, 

And  hold  a  mansion  with  the  dead. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  165 

3  The  old,  the  young,  the  vile,  the  just, 

Have  telt  tlie  uianclate  from  his  throne  ; 
They've  lost  tlicir  glories  in  the  dust, 

To  heaven  or  hell  their  souls  have  gone. 
The  crowds  iuunerscd  in  mourning  shades, 

With  siglis  and  tears  their  loss  deplore  ; 
The  bands  of  love  and  ties  of  blood, 

Dissolved  by  death  and  known  no  more. 

i  The  partner  of  a  husband's  joy, 

Must  take  her  leave,  and  soon  be  gone; 
We  hear  the  helpless  orphan  cry  ; 

We  hear  the  tender  lover  mourn  : 
The  wife  laments  her  liead  and  friend, 

From  her  embraces  torn  away ; 
Connubial  joys  have  found  an  end, 

To  death  they  fall  an  easy  prey. 

5  The  parents'  heart  now  bleeds  with  grieC 
To  see  their  fainting  children  lie  ; 

To  hear  them  cry  for  some  relief. 
To  see  tj^em  fade,  and  faint,  and  die, 

Alas !  is  this  our  dreadful  doom  1 
Yes,  death  by  his  resistless  sway. 

Is  emptying  rooms  to  furnish  tombs, 
And  moving  kindred  friends  away. 

6  But  why  should  we  in  dungeons  siglt 
Or  sink  beneath  the  shades  of  gloom  f 

Or  why  surrender  all  our  joys, 

And  fall  as  victims  to  the  tomb  1 
Why  should  we  dread  the  tyrant  king. 

Or  doubt  the  Saviour's  power  to  save  T 
Since  he  has  drawn  the  monster's  sting, 

And  as  a  conqueror  left  the  grave. 

7  The  marble  vault  nor  mighty  stone, 
Nor  Cesar's  seal,  nor  Pilate's  guard, 

Could  hold  the  sacred  prisoner  long. 
Or  triumph  o'er  the  rising  Lord. 


166  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  angel  roU'd  the  stone  away, 
He  burst  tlie  gloomy  vault  in  twain; 

Darkness  was  kindled  into  day, 
Rising  he  triumph'd  o'er  lus  pain. 

8  He  fed  and  bless'd  liis  feeble  band, 
Then  took  his  leave  to  mount  on  high; 

Behold  his  wond'ring  children  stand, 
Gazing  to  heaven  with  sacred  eye. 

His  golden  chariot  rose  aloft, 
Up  to  the  eternal  worlds  of  light, 

The  heavenly  hosts  begin  the  song, 
While  Gahleans  lose  the  sight. 

9  The  doors  of  heaven  fly  open  wide, 
To  let  the  King  of  glory  in  ; 

While  angels  guard  on  every  side, 

Proclaim  his  victory  over  sin. 
Millions  of  saved  sinners  join, 

With  love  and  rapture  in  their  eyes ; 
To  gaze  upon  the  eternal  Son, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

HYMN  165.     P.M.* 

i  "C^AR  above  yon  glorious  ceiling 
J.    Of  tlie  azure- vaulted  sky, 

Jesus  sits,  his  love  revealing 
To  his  splendid  troops  on  high. 

2  Hosts  seraphick  humbly  bowing, 
At  his  feet  they  prostrate  fall; 

Saints  and  angels  all  avowing, 
God  in  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

3  Could  we  leave  our  foolish  dreaming 
Of  a  fancied  heaven  below. 

And  see  Jesus's  glory  beaming, 
How  our  soul  would  long  to  go. 

4  Earth  by  us  would  then  be  spumed, 
All  its  vanity  subside  ; 

Fuel  fit  for  to  be  burned, 
All  its  honours,  pleasures,  pride. 


ZrON    SONGSTER.  167 

5  From  the  general  conflagration 
We  should  to  God's  refuge  fly  ; 

Clasp  the  hope  of  our  salvation, 
Live  in  Christ,  in  Jesus  die. 

6  We  in  him  our  rest  regaining, 
All  its  blessedness  should  prove  ; 

O'er  our  foes  victorious  reigning, 
Perfected  in  spotless  love. 

7  We  should  for  liis  day  be  waiting, 
When  the  full  reward  is  given  ; 

When  the  glorious  work's  completed, 
Jesus  takes  his  church  to  heaven. 

8  Pure  from  every  stain  of  nature, 
There  in  holiness  to  shine ; 

Moulded  like  its  great  Creator, 
All  immortal,  all  divine. 

HYMN  166.     P,  M. 

1  T'LL  sing  my  Saviour's  grace, 
X  And  his  dear  name  I'll  praise 

While  in  tliis  land  of  sorrow  I  remain: 

I\Iy  troubles  soon  will  end. 

And  my  soul  will  ascend, 
When  freed  from  this  dull  clod  of  cumbrous  clay. 

2  A  pilgrim  here  below. 
While  in  this  vale  of  wo, 

I  live  in  exile,  mourning  like  the  dove; 

My  days  in  sorrow  roll. 

And  my  weary  soul 
With  earnest  longings  pants  to  mount  above. 

3  Though  few  my  days  liave  been. 
Much  trouble  I  have  seen. 

And  deep  afflictions  I  have  waded  through; 

For  thorny  is  the  way 

To  eternal  day ; 
Yet  forwartl  will  I  presss,  and  onward  go 


168  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  Another  day  is  gone, 
And  yon  declining  sun 

Has  veil'd  his  radiant  beams  in  sable  shades 

While  gloomy  darlvness  reigns 

O'er  the  extensive  plains, 
And  awful  silence  closes  up  the  scene. 

5  Thus  rapidly  flies  away 
Every  succeeding  day, 

And  life's  declining  ligiit  draws  to  a  close  ; 

This  hfe's  shoi't  setting  sun 

Will  soon  in  death  go  down, 
And  lay  my  weary  limbs  in  sweet  repose. 

6  On  eagles'  wings  of  love 
Then  I  shall  mount  above, 

And  find  my  passage  sale  to  endless  day  : 

Then  happy,  sweet  surprise  ! 

What  great  new  wonders  rise. 
When  freed  from  tiiis  dull  clod  of  cumbrous  clajr 

7  Oh '  what  a  glorious  sight. 
And  what  supreme  deliglit 

Will  strike  my  raptured  eyes  when  I  behold — 

When  Salem's  gates  I  see 

Fly  open  wide  to  me, 
And  streets  of  glitt'ring  fine  transparent  gold. 

8  But  oh  !  and  shall  T  then 
Behold  the  friend  of  men — 

The  man  who  sufFer'd,  bled,  and  died  for  me  ; 

Who  bore  my  load  of  sin, 

Sorrow,  and  grief,  and  pain. 
To  make  me  happy,  and  lo  set  me  free  1 

9  To  hving  fountains  then. 
And  to  rich  pastures  green, 

To  trees  of  paradise  he  leads  his  lambs; 

While  millions  falling  down. 

Prostrated  all  around. 
And  at  his  footstool  cast  their  glitt'ring  crowns 


ZION    SONGSTER.  169 

10  Ye  heavenly  arclies  ring, 

Sing  hallelujahs !  sing, 
Hail!  holy,  holy,  holy  bleeding  Lamb; 

Once  we  were  dead  iu  sin, 

But  now  we  live  again, 
And  glory,  glory,  glory  to  his  name. 

HYMN  167.     P.  M. 

1  TTEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 

XI  "  Oh  my  people,  faint  and  few  ; 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken. 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Thorns  of  heart- felt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  "There.  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 
Pleasures  witliout  end  shall  flow; 
For  the  Lord  your  faith  rewarding, 

AH  his  bounty  shall  bestow  : 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  sliall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression. 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  "  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But  your  griefs  for  ever  ending. 

Find  eternal  moon  in  me. 
God  shall  rise,  and  sliining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light." 

HYMN  16S.     C.  M. 

1     \  RISE  and  shine,  oh  Zion  fair, 

XjL  Behold  thy  light  is  come  ! 
Thy  gloiious  conq'ring  King  is  near, 

To  take  his  exiles  home : 
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170  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  ti'umpet  sounding  through  the  sky, 

To  set  poor  captives  free  ; 
The  day  of  wonder  now  is  nigh, 

The  year  of  jubilee. 

2  Ye  heralds,  blow  your  trumpets  iouil, 
The  earth  must  know  her  doom  ; 

Go  sprpad  the  news  from  pole  to  pole, 

Behold  the  jud^e  is  come  . 
Blow  out  the  su;i,  bui-n  up  the  earth  ! 

Consume  the  roUino;  tlood  ! 
While  every  star  shall  disappear 

Go  turn  the  moon  to  blood  ! 

3  Arise,  ye  nations  vmder  ground, 
Before  the  Judge  appear  ; 

All  tongues  and  languages  shall  grace, 

Their  final  doom  to  hear  ! 
King  Jesus  on  his  dazzling  throne, 

Ten  thousand  aneels  round  ; 
And  Gabriel  with  a  silver  trump, 

Echoes  the  awful  sound ! 

4  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace 
To  sinneis  now  is  o'er  ; 

The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still. 

And  to  be  heard  no  more  ! 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  walls 

And  with  their  Hocks  above. 
On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  they  sing 

And  shout  redeeming  love  1 

5  Come  on,  my  brethren  in  the  l.ord 
Whose  hearts  are  join'd  in  one ; 

Hold  up  your  heads  with  courage  bold, 

Your  race  is  almost  run  : 
Above  the  clouds  behold  him  stand, 

And  smiling  bids  you  come  ; 
And  angels  whisp'ring  you  away 

To  your  eternal  home. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  171 

HYMN  169.    C.  M. 

1  rpo  see  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 
X   With  glory  in  his  view  ; 

To  heaven  he  lilts  his  longing  eyes, 

And  bids  the  world  adieu  ; 
While  friends  are  weeping  all  around, 

And  loath  to  let  him  go  ; 
He  slioiits  witl\  his  expiring  breath, 

And  leaves  tlieni  all  below  ! 

2  Oh  Christians  !  are  you  ready  now 
To  cross  the  swelling  flood? 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  behold, 

And  see  your  smiling  God  : 
The  dazzling  charms  of  that  bright  world 

Attract  my  soul  above  ; 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  grace 

When  perfected  in  love. 

3  Go  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord^ 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  there  ; 

Although  we  tread  enchanted  ground, 

Be  bold  and  never  fear  : 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  valiant  souls, 

(Your  Captain  is  in  view ;) 
And  when  I  gain  fair  Canaan's  land, 

I  hope  to  meet  with  you. 

4  Salvation  through  our  conqu'rlng  King, 
Now  let  the  echo  fly ; 

While  they  repeat  the  song  above, 

Througli  armies  in  the  sky. 
Oh  Christians  !  help  me  praise  the  Lamb 

Who  died  for  you  and  me  ! 
We'll  sing  his  praises  as  we  go, 

And  shout  eternally. 

5  Go  on  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Until  we  meet  again. 

Perhaps  in  time,  or  as  we  rise 
Above  the  fiery  main. 


]72  ZION    SONGSTER. 

We'll  join  the  heavenly  armies  bright, 

In  presence  of  the  lianib, 
And  tune  our  harps,  and  using  free  grace, 

III  love's  eternal  flame. 

HYMN  170.    P.  M. 

1  TTVEATII,  he  is  the  king  of  terrours, 
JlJ  And  a  terrour  unto  kings ; 

Oft  lie  fills  our  minds  with  horrours, 

Telling  us  of  frightful  things ; 
Lauds  of  darkness,  shades  of  silence, 

Gloomy  vaults  where  pris'nei"s  lie : 
How  many  thousands  she  has  conquer'd  I 

We,  alas !  must  shortly  die  ! — 

2  "Yes,  I'm  Death,  I  spare  not  any, 
Children,  husbands,  or  their  wives ; 

Nor  am  I  ever  brib'd  by  money — 
Physick  will  not  save  their  hves : 

Deaf  I  am  to  all  entreaties. 
When  commissioned,  forth  I  go ; 

With  mortal  paleness  on  my  features, 
Thus  I  give  the  fatal  blow ! 

3  "  See,  weak  man,  how  unexpected, 
In  my  chariot  forth  I  ride  ! 

Fierce  convulsions,  pains,  and  fevers. 
Are  the  weapons  by  my  side  : 

Kingdoms,  countries,  or  their  cities, 
Kings,  their  councils,  or  their  slaves, 

None  of  these  mine  eyes  have  pitied, 
Quick  I  bring  them  to  their  graves. 

4  "See  them  lie  without  distinction  ! 
Thus  I  boast  my  thousands  slain ; 

Nor  can  reason's  comprehension 
E'er  behold  them  rise  again." — 

Stop,  oh  Death  !  don't  boast  of  victory 
Stop,  and  hear  what  faith  can  say 

Our  bless'd  Jesus,  glorious  Saviou.  ' 
Was  entomb'd  near  Calvary. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  173 

5  See  him  risina; !  hear  him  triumph  ! 

"  I,  oh  Death  I  have  conquer'd  you ; 
Though  thy  looks  are  so  dismaying 

To  my  saints,  I'll  bring  them  through- 
This  gives  cause  for  all  believers 

To  rejoice  in  Clirist  their  King ; 
Death's  no  more  than  a  dark  curtain, 

Drawn  to  let  my  saints  come  in 

5  "There  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

There  the  weary  are  at  rest ; 
There  my  saints  do  cease  from  suff'ring, 

There  they  are  divinely  blest ; 
Free  from  sin,  and  free  from  sorrow, 

Free  from  sickness,  care,  and  pain ; 
Gloomy  thoughts,  or  dismal  horrours, 

Ne'er  shall" frighten  them  again." 
7  Thus  the  saints  in  holy  triumph 

May  rejoice  in  Christ  their  King, 
Ask  the  grave,  "  Wliere  is  thy  vicl'ry  1 

Boasting  death  !  where  is  thy  sling  1" 
Redeem'd  and  pardon'd  through  the  Saviour, 

Though  the  grave  my  flesh  annoy, 
Death's  but  the  gate  to  endless  glory, 

Gate  to  everlasting  joy. 

HYMN  171.     P.M. 

1  'T'^HERE  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 

X    Where  streams  of  joy  for  ever  roll, 
"Tis  there  T  have  my  treasure, 

And  there  1  long  to  rest  my  soul. 
I^ng  darkness  dwelt  around  me, 

With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray  ; 
But  since  my  Saviour  found  me, 

A  lamp  has  shone  along  my  way. 

2  My  way  is  full  of  danger; 

But  'tis  the  patli  that  ieacls  to  God, 
And  like  a  failliful  soldier 
I'll  boldly  march  along  the  road. 


174  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Now  I  must  gird  my  sword  on, 

My  breastplate,  lielmet.  and  my  shield ; 
And  fig) it  tlie  host  of  Satan, 

Until  I  reach  the  heavenly  field. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  Zion, 

Still  ;;:uided  by  my  Saviour's  hand; 
Oh  come  along,  dear  sinners. 

And  see  Inunanuers  happy  land : 
To  all  who  stay  behind  mo, 

I  bid  a  long,  a  long  farewell ; 
Come  now,  or  you'll  repent  it, 

When  you  shall  reach  the  gates  of  hell. 

4  The  vale  of  tears  surround  me, 
Arul  Jordan's  current  rolls  before ; 

Oh  how  I  stand  and  tremble 
To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar  ! 

Whose  hand  shall  then  support  nie, 
And  keep  my  soul  from  sinking  there  1 

From  sinking  down  to  darkness. 
And  to  the  regions  of  despair  1 

5  The  stream  shall  not  affright  me, 
Although  'tis  deeper  than  the  grave, 

If  .lesus  stands  beside  me 

I'll  smoothly  ride  on  Jordan's  wave  : 
His  word  has  calm'd  the  ocean. 

His  lamp  has  cheer'd  the  gloomy  vale, 
Oh  !  may  this  Friend  be  with  me 

While  through  the  gates  of  death  I  sail ! 

6  Come  then,  thou  king  of  terrours, 
And  with  thy  dagger  lay  me  low — 

1  then  shall  reach  those  regions 
W^herc  everlasting  pleasures  flow. 

Oh  sinners!  shall  I  leave  you  1 
No  more  to  join  your  social  band' 

No  more  to  stand  beside  you, 
Till  at  the  judgment  bar  we  standi 

7  Soon  the  archangel's  trumpet 

Shall  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 


ZTON    SONGSTER,  175 

Ai.J  all  the  wheels  of  nature 

Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roll; 
Then  we  shall  see  the  Saviour, 

With  shining  ranks  of  angels  come, 
To  execute  his  vengeance, 

And  take  his  faithful  servants  home. 

8  Then,  sinners,  you'll  be  driven 

Down  to  the  lake  of  fire  and  pain, 
To  dwell  in  flaming  sulphur, 

And  never  to  return  again, — 
Then  sinners,  you'll  remember 

Who  warn'd  you  of  tiiat  dreadful  end  ; 
While  the  smoking  of  your  torment 

In  pitchy  clouds  shall  up  ascend. 

HYMN  172.     P.  M. 

1  "^E  travellers  to  paradise, 

JL    (That  happy,  happy  state  !) 
Whose  name,  and'  ways,  and  spirit, 

A  wicked  world  doth  hate  ; 
Your  highway.lies  before  you. 

And  upward  doth  ascend, 
And  leads  you  on  to  glory. 

To  see  your  dearest  Friend. 

2  A  Friend  that's  neai'er  to  ycu 
Than  any  brother  here, 

Vour  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 

Your  great  Redeemer  dear; 
Who  once  a  human  body 

Upon  himself  did  take, 
lis  sinners  heirs  of  glory 

Eternally  to  make. 

3  Who  suffer'd,  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died^ 
Upon  the  Roman  cross, 

To  make  atonement  for  oiir  sins, 

And  to  retrieve  our  loss. 
He  gain'd  our  pardon  when  he  died, 

And  so  removed  the  curse, 


176  ZION    SONGSTER 

AniJ  then  ascended  up  on  high, 
To  intercede  for  us. 

4  Exalted  there,  at  God's  right  hand, 
Tlie  lovins  Lamb  dotli  sit, 

And  sliows  ills  wounded  body, 
Ilis  head,  liis  hands,  his  feet ; 

lie  pleads  his  matchless  merit 
Before  his  Father's  thr  jne, 

And  send  us  down  his  Spirit, 
And  holds  us  out  a  crown. 

5  Oh  brethren,  look  upon  that  crown, 
And,  see  how  bright  it  shines  I 

Exceeding  far  in  histre 

Diana's  silver  shrines ; 
Its  value  is  iuunensely  great. 

Surpassing  human  thought ; 
So  rich  a  crown  was  never  yet 

With  gold  or  silver  bought. 

6  A  crown  of  life,  of  endless  life ! 
Tlie  gracious  gift  of  God! 

To  which  you  have  a  title 
Through  faith  in  Jesus's  blood ; 

And  you  your  title  still  may  hold ; 
And  now  my  faith  may  view 

The  Lamb  once  slain,  but  risen  again, 
To  intercede  for  you. 

7  Don't  you  grow  faint  and  weary. 
As  many  a  one  hath  done, 

But  finish  well  your  journey, 

As  you  have  now  begun ; 
You're  on  a  state  of  trial. 

But  it  will  shortly  end  ; 
And  you'll  ascend  to  glory. 

To  see  your  dearest  Friend 

8  Not  transiently  to  visit, 
(And  then  to  earth  remove,) 

But  dwell  for  ever  with  the  Lord, 
And  live  upon  his  love ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  177 

Your  sin  shall  cease  to  trouble  there, 

Temptations  will  be  o'er  ; 
Oh  brethren,  keep  a  closer  walk, 

And  love  your  Jesus  more. 

HYMN  173.     C.  M. 

1  "pOLD  soldiers  all,  on  you  I  call, 
Jj  Although  you  are  but  few  : 

When  you've  done  all,  stand  fast,  and  keep 

The  glorious  prize  in  view  ! 
The  time  draws  nigh  when  you  and  I 

Must  cross  bold  Jordan's  ilood : 
On  wings  of  love  we'll  soar  above, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

2  The  city  hath  foundations  twelve, 
And  golden  gates  the  same — 

All  paved,  and  set  witii  diamonds  bright, 

On  each  engraved  a  name  : 
All  round  this  glorious  city,  shine 

The  walls  of  dazzling  gold  ; 
No  mortal  eye  can  reach  so  high, 

Those  glories  to  behold. 

3  I  long  to  see  that  heavenly  place, 
And  to  return  no  more  ; 

I  long  to  sing  redeeming  grace 

On  Canaan's  blissful  sliore  : 
I  long  to  see  my  blessed  God, 

Who  saved  my  soul  from  hell, 
I  long  to  see  my  brediren  there, 

Whom  I  do  love  so  well. 

4  Bright  shining  armies  there  to  join, 
Adoring  round  the  throne, 

And  everlasting  praises  sing, 

To  the  great  Tliree  in  One  : 
There  parents,  and  the  children  too, 

May  join  the  heavenly  throng — 
I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  tlicrc, 

And  then  renew  my  song. 
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178  ZIOiV    SOxVGSTER. 

5  My  soul  is  rising,  while  I  sing, 

Towards  the  blissful  soal: 
I  feel  the  love  of  Christ  my  Kin?, 

Now  nninins;  throusii  my  soul: 
My  soul  is  struir^ling  to  be  jone 

To  those  briijht  worlds  above, 
To  shout  and  sing  redeeming  grace. 

In  strains  of  perfect  love. 

HYMN  174.     C.  M. 

1  TTTflEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

V  Y     This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyonil  our  cage, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward  and  attend 
The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 

Sv.-^eet  to  look  upy.-ard  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back  and  sec  my  name 
In  hfe's  fair  book  set  down, 

Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams. 
What  must  the  fountain  bo  ? 

Where  saints  and  ansels  draw  the  bliss 
Immediate  from  Thee. 

HYMN  175.     P.  M. 

1  "PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

X    I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Path  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found — 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  un blest : 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  bums, 

Oh  receive  me  "to  your  rest. 

2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  179 

Where  yon  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more ; 

Ev'ry  idol  I  resign, 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  and  power; 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross. 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour; 
"Follow  me,"  I  know  thy  voice — 

Jesus.  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see  ; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice, 

Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

HYMN  176.    C.  M. 

1  TTOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
XI  When  those  that  love  the  Lord 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word. 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 

When  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  all  above, 

Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  When  love  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flows  ; 

When  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glows.» 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 

And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


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180  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  177.     L.  M. 

1  TTOW  sweet  is  the  cordial  of  lovr  ? 
XI  A  balm  to  the  sorrowful  soul . 

It  flows  froui  the  Fountain  above, 
And  makes  the  disconsolate  whole. 

2  How  happy  the  souls  that  are  blest. 
And  sprinkled  with  .lesus's  blood! 

That  lean  on  Immanuel's  breast, 
And  live  in  communion  with  God  • 

3  This  lieavenly  sweetness  below 
Is  common  to  all  that  believe  ; 

The  joys  of  comnmnion  they  know. 
In  "bonds  of  affection  they  live. 

4  While  striving  to  gain  the  blest  shore 
They  mutual  succour  afford; 

They  look  to  the  heaven  before, 
And  follow  their  Captain  the  Lord. 

5  Their  joys,  that  on  earth  are  begun, 
V/ill  soon  be  completed  above: 

Their  labour  below  will  be  done 
When  lost  in  the  ocean  of  love. 

6  Tliere  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
Who  sail  with  their  Saviour  below; 

Their  union  will  then  be  complete, 
And  sorrow  they  never  shall  know. 

HYMN  178.     P.  M. 

1  TF  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  u.*kK 
JL  thy  heart, 

Lest  the  gift  ensnare  thee  from  thy  God  ^  J  • 
His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 

Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation, 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee,  painful  though  K  <»e, 
Let  not  grief  appal  thee ;  to  thy  Saviour  flee  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  181 

Ho  ever  near  thy  prayer  will  hear, 
And  calra  thy  perturbation : 
The  waves  of  wo  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it  not 

distress, 
Better  comforts  wait  thee  ;    Christ   will  freely 

bless; 
To  Jesus  flee,  thy  prop  he'll  be, 

Thy  heavenly  consolation : 
For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erthrow 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach   thee,    let   them   not 

alarm, 
Christ   will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  from 
harm, 
He  near  thee  stands  with  mighty  hands, 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  : 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh. 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

5  I.et  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from  Ijia 

blow, 
For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  victory  bestow, 
For  death  shall  bring  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation : 
'Tis  gain  to  die  with  Jesus  nigh. 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

HYMN  179.     C.  M. 

1  'npis  past — the  dreadful  stormy  night, 

X   Is  gone  with  all  its  fears ! 
And  now  I  see  returning  light — 
The  Lord,  my  Sun,  appears. 

2  The  tempter,  who  but  lately  said, 
I  Hoon  sioiuUi  be  his  prey, 

IFn=;  heard  my  Saviour's  voice  and  fled, 
With  shame  and  sad  dismay. 


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182  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  Ah  !  Lord,  since  thou  diJst  hide  thy  face. 
What  has  my  soul  endured  1 

But  now  'tis  past,  1  feel  liiy  grace, 
And  all  my  wounds  are  cured. 

4  Oh  wondrous  change  !  but  just  before, 
Despair  beset  me  round, 

I  heard  the  lion's  horrid  roar, 
And  trembled  at  the  sound. 

5  Before  corruption,  guilt  and  fear, 
My  comforts  blasted  fell ! 

And  unbelief  discover'd  near 
The  dreadful  deptlis  of  hell. 

6  But  Jesus  pitied  my  disti'ess, 
He  heard  my  feeble  cry. 

Reveal'd  his  blood  and  riuhtcousness, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

7  Lord,  since  thou  thus  hast  broke  my  bands 
And  set  the  captive  free, 

1  would  devote  my  tongue,  my  hands,  ' 
My  heart,  my  all,  to  thee. 

HYMN  180.  P.  M. 

1  rpEMPTED,  tossed,  troubled  spirit, 

X   Uost  thou  groan  beneath  thy  load  1 
Fearing  tliou  shalt  not  inlierit 

In  the  kingdom  of  thy  God? 
View  thy  Saviour  on  the  mountain. 

In  temptation's  painful  hour  ; 
Thougli  of  grace  himself  the  fountain, 

And  the  Lord  of  boundless  power. 

2  Do  thy  blooming  prospects  languish  ? 
Say'st  thou  still,  ''  I'm  not  his  child," 

View  thy  Saviour's  dreadful  anguish, 

Famisli'd  in  the  gloomy  wild. 
Not  a  step  in  all  thy  journey, 

Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
But  thy  Lord  hath  trod  before  thee, 

And  thy  way  to  glory  clears. 


"ZION    SONGSTER.  183 

3  Though  through  seas  of  tribulation 
Jesus  calls  thee  here  to  go, 

He  hath  wrought  thy  great  salvation 

In  far  deeper  seas  of  wo. 
Jesus,  though  by  God  anointed, 

Christ  the  co-eternal  Son, 
As  by  love  divine  appointed, 

Treads  the  winepress  all  alone. 

4  Sinks  thy  soul  in  waves  of  sorrow  1 
Pass  o'er  Kedron's  rolling  flood, 

Witness  there  the  doleful  horrour 

Of  the  suffering  Son  of  GoJ. 
Tliere  the  victim,  groaning,  weeping, 

Bears  the  wrath  of  God  alone. 
While  his  senseless  followers  sleepnig, 

Scarce  regard  a  single  groan. 

5  On  the  chilly  ground  exieiiui.v-, 
Lo  he  takes  the  bitter  cup  ! 

With  Almighty  vengeance  l)lended, 

Drinks  the  dreadful  contents  up  ; 
Now  the  avenging  sword  pursues  him 

Up  to  Calv'ry's  rugged  brow  : 
There  the  wrath  of  God  doth  bruise  him, 

But  my  soul  escapes  the  blow. 

6  Glory,  honour,  power,  and  blessing. 
Be  unto  the  Father  given  : 

Sing  his  praises  without  ceasing, 

Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven 
Glory  be  to  Christ  the  Saviour, 

Who  hath  bought  us  with  his  blood! 
Glory  to  the  blessed  Spirit, 

Glory  to  the  mighty  God. 

HYMN  181.    C.  M. 

1  /COURAGE,  my  soul !  behold  the  prize 

\j  The  Saviour's  love  provides : 
Eternal  life  beyond  the  skies 

For  all  whom  here  he  guides. 


184  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Tlie  wicked  cease  from  troubling  there, 

Tlie  weai-y  are  at  rest ; 
Sorrow,  ami  sin,  and  pain  and  care, 

No  more  approach  tlie  blest. 

2  A  wicked  world,  and  wicked  heart, 
With  Satan  now  are  join'd; 

Each  acts  a  too  successful  part 

In  harrassing  my  mind. 
In  conflicts  with  this  threefold  troop, 

How  weary,  Lord,  am  1 1 
Did  not  thy  promise  bear  mc  up, 

My  soul  would  faint  and  die. 

3  But  fainting  in  my  Saviour's  strength, 
Though  mighty  are  my  foes, 

I  shall  a  conqu'ror  prove  at  length 

O'er  all  that  can  oppose. 
Then  why,  my  soul,  complain  or  fear  1 

The  crown  of  glory  see  ! 
The  more  I  toil  and  suffer  here, 

The  sweeter  rest  will  be. 

HYMN  182.     C.  M. 

1  OWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  love 
O  Lie  just  before  mine  eye, 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  to  those  rivers  fly  • 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind  ; 
I'd  cross  o'er  Jordan's  stormy  waves. 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

2  A  few  more  days  or  years  at  most, 
My  ti'oubles  will  be  o'er  ; 

I  hope  to  join  the  heavenly  host 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
My  raptured  soul  shall  drink  and  feast 

In  love's  unbounded  sea  : 
The  glorious  hops  of  endless  rest 

Is  ravishing  to  me. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  185 

3  Oh  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 
And  bear  me  to  the  sky  ' 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wlieels  delay — 

Make  haste  and  brinjr  it  nigh : 
1  long  to  sec  thy  glorious  face. 

And  in  tliy  image  shine  ; 
To  triumph  in  victorious  grace, 

And  be  for  ever  thine. 

4  Then  w^ill  I  tune  my  harp  of  gold 
To  my  eternal  King, 

Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told 

I'll  make  thy  praises  ring. 
All  hail,  eternal  Son  of  God  ; 

Who  died  on  Calvary  ! 
Who  bought  me  with  hi^  precious  blood, 

From  endless  misery. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  join  in  one 
To  praise  the  eternal  three, 

Prostrate  before  the  blazing  throne, 

In  deep  humility  ; 
They  rise  and  tuiie  their  harps  of  gold, 

And  join  the  immortal  choir. 
Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told 

Shall  raise  his  praises  higher. 

6  Salvation  in  sweet  purling  streams 
Through  Canaan's  land  doth  roll, 

Proceeding  from  the  throne  of  God 

To  bathe  the  pilgrim's  soul ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  glitt'ring  crowns, 

All  set  with  diamonds  bright ! 
And  there  my  Savioin-  .Testis  reigns, 

Who  's  ray  heart's  delight. 

HYMN  1S3.     P.  M. 

1  TTrAND'RING    pilgrims,    mourning    Chri* 
VV  tians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation. 
And  with  sin  are  sore  distressed; 
24 


186  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Christ  hath  sent  me  to  invite  you, 

To  a  rich  and  cosity  feast : 
Let  not  shame  or  pride  prevent  you, 

Come,  the  ricli  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 
And  bemoan  your  wretclied  case, 

Come  to  Jesus  Clirist,  repenting, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 

If  you  want  a  heart  to  lear  ],im, 
Love  and  serve  hiin  here  below  ; 

With  your  troubles  now  draw  near  him, 
He  the  blessing  will  bestow. 

3  If,  hke  poor  Bartimeus  blinded, 
You  bewail  the  want  of  sight, 

Cry  to  Jesus,  Son  of  David, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  light. 

If,  like  Mary,  you've  been  keeping 
Seven  devils  in  your  embrace  : 

Fly,  like  her,  to  Jesus,  weeping, 
He  will  bid  you  go  in  peace. 

4  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 
Doubting  Jesus's  pardoning  love, — 

Lie  hard  by  Bethesda,  waiting 
Till  the  troubled  waters  move. 

If  no  one  appear  to  help  vou, 
All  their  etTons  prove  but  talk: 

Jesus  ready  waits  to  heal  you. 
He  will  bid  you  rise  and  walk. 

5  If,  like  Peter,  you  are  sinking 
In  the  sea  of  unbelief, 

Wait  with  patient,  constant  praying. 

Christ  will  grant  you  sweet  reliet 
Are  you  weary,  heavy  laden? 

He  v/ill  give  you  sweet  repose. 
Bear  his  light  and  easy  burden, 

He  shall  conquer  all  your  foes. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  187 

HYMN  184.     P.  M. 

Steeet  Home. 

1  AN  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 
XJl  I  wander  through  earth  its  gay  pleasures 

to  trace  ; 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alas  !  that  it  led  me  from  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  Saviour  !  direct  me  to  heaven  my  home. 

2  The  pleasures  of  earth,  I  have  seen  fade  away, 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay,' 
But  pleasures  more  lasting,  in  Jesus  are  given, 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at 
home. 

3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms  1 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms  : 

At  the  Banquet  of  Mercy,  I  hear  there  is  room, 

0  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at  home ! 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

O  Jesus  conduct  me  to  heaven  my  home ! 

4  Farewell,  vain  amusements,  my  follies  adieu, 
While  Jesus,  and  heaven,  and  glory  I  view; 

1  feast  on  his  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne, 
The    foretaste    of  heaven,    sweet   heaven,    my 

home 
Hom«,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  when  shall  I  share  the  fruttion  of  home ! 

5  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away, 
The  time  is  approaching,  when  Jesus  will  say: 
Well   done,   faithful    servant,   sit    down    on  my 

throne, 
And  dwell  in  my  presence  for  ever  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Saviour  at  home. 


188  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  185.     P.  M. 

1  /CHRISTIANS,  don't  you  want  a  teacher, 
KJ  Helper,  counsellor  and  guide  1 

Don't  you  want  a  gospel  preacher'/ 
Ask  the  Lord  and  he'll  provide. 

Build  on  no  man's  parts  or  merit, 
But  behold  the  gospel  plan  ; 

Jesus  sends  his  Holy  Spirit, 
And  the  spirit  fits  the  man. 

2  Bless,  dear  Lord,  eacli  lab'ring  servant — 
Bless  the  work  they  undertake  ; 

Make  them  able,  make  them  fervent, 
Bless  them  for  thy  church's  sake. 

Happy  soul  who  loves  and  follows 
Jesus  speaking  in  his  word  ; 

Paul,  and  Cephas,  and  ApoUos, 
All  are  one  in  Christ  the  Lord. 

3  While  the  gospel  is  a  preaching, 
Jesus  stands  with  open  arms, 

Warning  sinners,  and  beseeching, 
Come,  behold  the  gospel  chai-ms, 

If  you  here  reject  salvation, 
Thus  before  your  Maker's  face, 

You  will  seal  your  own  datnnatioa 
By  neglecting  of  his  grace. 

4  Come,  dear  souls,  pray  now  believe  it, 
Feel  your  folly,  sin  and  shame, 

Then  you  freely  may  receive  it, 

And  be  thankful  for  the  same. 
Could  you  feel  your  guilt  witli  power, 

Press  upon  you  from  above  ; 
Scarcely  could  you  rest  one  hour. 

Short  of  pardon,  peace  and  love. 

5  Lord,  remove  the  false  fbundalion, 
Where  their  tottering  hopes  are  found; 

Let  the  gospel  invitation. 
Cultivate  tlie  barren  ground. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  189 

When  their  hopes  begin  to  leave  them, 

And  for  mercy  tliey  do  cry ; 
Lord  in  mercy  then  receive  them, 

Make  them  fit  to  live  or  liie. 

HYMN  1S6.     P.  M. 

1  TTOW  sad  are  the  moments  when  wandering 
Xl  from  God, 

And  thomy  and  dark  is  tlie  dangerous  road, 
But  light  is  the  patluvay  which  leads  to  the  tomb, 
When  cheer'd  by  the  presence  of  Jesus  my 
home. 
Home  !  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home. 
When  cheer'd  by  the  presence  of  Jesus  my 
home. 

2  Though  fading  are  joys  which  earth  can  bestow, 
And  false  is  the  light  which  illumes  us  below : 
Though  sorrows  like  clouds  hangs  round  us  in 

gloom. 
The  beams  of  liis  love  light  me  on  my  way  home. 
Home  !  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home, 
The  beams  of  his  love  light  me  on  my  way 

home. 

3  When  the  tempest  of  life  has  sunk  into  repose, 
And  death  shall  the  beauties  of  heaven  disclose, 
With  all  the  redeem'd,  I  o'er  it  will  roam. 

And  sing  hallelujah  to  Jesus  my  home. 
Home  !  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home, 
And  smg  hallelujah  to  Jesus  my  home. 

HYMN  187.    L.  M. 

_  1  T  IFT  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends, 
I  i  And  taste  the  pleasures  Jesus  sends ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay. 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 
We'll  serve  the  Lord,  we'll  watch  andpray^ 
We'll  serve  the  Lord  in  the  righteous  way. 
2  Our  conflicts  here,  Uiough  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory. 


190  ZION    SONGSTER. 

If  we  but  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  Oh  good  old  way !  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart; 

But  may  our  actions  always  say 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

4  Though  Satan  may  his  powers  employ 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy  ; 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

5  The  good  old  way  is  safe  by  night ; 
No  mortal  foe  our  souls  shall  friglit, 
If  all  along  throughout  the  day 
We're  walking  in  the  good  old  way. 

6  Ye  vahant  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
Who  count  all  earthly  things  but  loss  ; 
Continue  still  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

7  The  pillar  and  the  cloud  before ! 
The  watchmen  cry,  the  trumpets  roar ! 
Tall  sons  of  Anak  we  will  slay, 

And  shout  along  the  good  old  way. 

8  The  promised  land  is  just  in  view, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  go  with  you  ; 
Press  on,  my  soul,  and  win  the  day, 
By  running  in  the  good  old  way. 

9  Then  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand. 
And  view  by  faith  that  happy  land ; 
Our  God  wiil  wipe  all  tears  away. 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

10  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We'll  meet  with  those  who're  gone  before; 
And  shout  to  tliink  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  191 

HYMN  188.     C.  M. 

1  TTAPPY  souls !  how  fast  you  go, 
jLJL  And  leave  me  far  behind ! 

Don't  stay  for  nie,  for  now  I  see 
The  Lord  is  good  and  kind. 

2  Go  on,  go  on,  my  soul  says  go, 
And  I'll  come  after  you  : 

Though  I'm  behind,  1  feel  inclined 
To  sing  hosanna  loo. 

3  God  give  you  streiigth  your  race  to  run, 
And  keep  your  footsteps  right ; 

Though  fast  you  go,  and  I  so  slow, 
You  are  not  out  of  sight. 

4  When  you  get  to  that  world  above, 
And  all  God's  glory  see  : 

On  that  bright  sliore  your  journey's  o'er, 
Then  look  you  out  for  me. 

5  I'm  coming  on  fast  as  I  can, 
Nor  toil,  nor  danger  fear; 

God  give  me  strength,  may  I  at  length 
Be  one  among  you  there. 

6  Then  altogetiier  we  shall  meet, 
Together  we  will  sing ; 

Together  we  will  ]n-aise  our  God 
And  everlasting  King. 

HYMN  189.     L.  M. 

1  'T^HERE  is  a  heaven  above  the  skieSj 

X   A  heaven  where  pleasure  never  dies ; 
A  heaven  I  sometimes  hope  to  see. 
Yet  often  fear,  'tis  not  for  me. 

CHORUS. 

But  Jesus,  Jesus,  is  my  friend,  oh  hallelujah. 
Hallelujah,  Jesizs,  Jesus  is  my  friend. 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  strait, 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate  j 


192  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein  ; 
Ten  tlioasaud  snares  to  take  me  in. 

3  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  couJlicts  sore  my  spirit  goes ; 
The  tempter  cries,  I  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Nor  reach  fair  CauEian's  happy  land. 

4  Through  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  feara, 
Dimly  the  heavenly  way  appeal's  ; 

But  in  this  way  meiliinks  1  see 
The  track  of  Him  who  died  for  me 

5  I  trace  the  footsteps  of  my  God, 
Who  on  the  cross  sustain'd  my  load : 
'Twas  on  that  dark  and  doleful  day. 

In  streaming  blood  he  pass'd  this  way. 

6  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what  will, 
Ilis  footsteps  I  will  follow  still  ; 

Tlirough  dangers  thick,  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

7  Then,  oh  my  soul,  arise  and  sing  ; 
Behold  thy  Saviour,  Friend,  and  King ! 
With  pleasing  smiles  he  now  looks  do%vii, 
And  crieS;  "  Press  on,  and  take  the  crown. 

8  "Prove  faithful  then  a  few  more  days, 
Fight  thf-5  good  fight,  and  win  the  race, 
And  then  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign, 
Thy  head  a  ci-own  of  glory  gain." 

9  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  tomb  with  sweet  surprise. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

HYMN  190.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  all  ye  weary  trav'ller?, 
KJ  Come  let  us  join  and  sing 

The  everlasting  praises 
Of  Jesus  Clifist,  our  King; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  193 

We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresoma,  it  is  true  ; 
But  see  how  many  dangers 

The  Lord  lias  Ijrought  us  tlirough 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 
He  call'd  us  unto  him, 

And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin  ; 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare. 
Unless  we  do  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 
•  With  sorrow  we  confess, 
We've  had  too  long  to  wander 

In  a  dark  wilderness  ; 
Where  we  might  soon  have  fainted 

In  that  enclianted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan 
Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace  ; 

Revive  our  drooping  spirits. 

And  faith  and  love  increase. 
Confess  your  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  his  comuiand  ; 
And  hasten  on  your  journey 

Unto  the  promised  land. 

5  In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience, 
We  now  are  going  on 

The  pleasant  way  to  Canaan, 

Where  .Icsus  Christ  is  gone ; 
In  peace  and  consolation 

We're  going  to  rejoice, 
And  Jesus  and  his  people 

For  ever  be  our  choice. 

6  Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle, 
While  we  do  march  along  1 

25 


194  ZiON    SOXGSrKR. 

Has  conscience  never  told  you 

That  you  are  going  \vrori:r .' 
Down  the  hroail  road  to  ruin, 

To  bear  an  eiyJless  curse  .' 
Oh  leave  your  ways  of  sinning, 

And  come  along  with  us. 

7  Bat  if  you  will  refuse  it, 
We  bid  you  all  farewell ; 

We're  on  the  way  to  Canaan, 

And  you  the  way  to  hell : 
We're  sorry  thus  to  leave  you, 

We'd  rather  you  would  ao  : 
Come,  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  feel  salvation  How. 

8  Oh  sinners  !  be  awaken'd 
To  see  your  dismal  f.:ate; 

Repent  and  be  convertsd, 

Before  it  be  too  late : 
Turn  to  the  Lord  by  praying, 

And  daily  search  his  word; 
And  never  rest  ccntcnled 

Until  you  find  the  Lord. 
3  Now  to  the  King  immortal 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
Foi  in  his  holy  service 

We  mean  to  sjHMid  our  days, 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan. 

The  shining  world  above, 
With  everlasting  jiraises 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  191.     C.  M. 

1   LTARK!  listen  to  the  trumpet.s! 

XI  They  soim'l  for  volunteers! 
On  Zion's  bright  and  /low'ry  mount 

,Beho!<i  the  oHicers — 
Their  horses  white,  their  garment?  bright 

\yith  crown  and  bow  they  staml, 
Enlistimr  soltiiers  for  tlieir  King, 

lo  march  for  Canaan's  laud. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  195 

2  It  sets  roy  heart  all  in  a  flame  ; 
A  soldier  I  will  be  ; 

I  will  enlist,  gird  on  my  arms, 

And  fight  for  liherty. 
They  want  no  cowards  in  their  band, 

(They  will  their  colours  Uy.) 
But  call  for  valiant- hearted  men, 

Who're  not  afraid  to  die. 

3  The  armies  now  are  in  parade, 
How  martial  they  appear  ! 

All  arm'd  and  drcss'd  in  uniform. 

They  look  like  men  oi  war  ; 
They  follow  tlieir  i^reat  General, 

The  great  Eternal  Lamb 
His  garment's  stain'd  with  his  own  blood, 

King  Jesus  is  Ins  name. 

1  The  trumpet  sounds,  the  armies  shout, 

And  drive  the  hosts  of  hell ; 
How  dreadful  is  our  God  in  arms  ! 

The  great  Iinmanuel ! — 
Sinners,  enhst  with  Jesus  Christ 

Th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
And  marcli  with  us  to  Canaan's  land. 

Beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

5  There  is  a  green  and  flow'iy  field, 

Where  fruits  immortal  grow  ; 
There,  cloth'd  in  white,  tiie  angels  bright, 

Our  great  Redeemer  know.  ~ 
We'll  shout  and  sing  for  evermore 

In  that  eternal  world  ; 
But  Satan  and  his  armies  too, 

Slwll  down  to  hell  be  luu'l'd. 

5  Hold  up  your  heads,  ye  soldiers  bold, 

Rodoinptiou's  drawiir^  niiiii, 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 

'Twill  shake  both  cariii  an-.l  sky  : 


196  ZION  SONGSTER. 

In  fiery  chariots  then  we'll  fly, 

And  leave  the  world  on  fire, 
And  meet  around  the  starry  tlirone, 

To  tune  th'  immortal  lyre. 

HYMN  192.     P.  M. 

1  (~\ll !  that  I  had  some  humble  placsj 
\J  Where  I  might  hide  from  sorrow  i 

Where  I  might  see  my  Saviour's  fate, 
And  there  be  freed  from  lerrour. 

Oh  !  had  I  wings  like  Noah's  dove, 
I'd  leave  this  world  and  Satan  ; 

And  fly  away  to  realms  above, 
Where  Jesus  ijtands  inviting. 

2  My  heart  is  often  made  to  mourn, 
Because  I'm  faint  and  feeble ; 

And  when  my  Saviour  seems  to  fx-own 
My  soul  is  fi'l'd  with  trouble. 

Ihit'v.hen  he  doth  again  return, 
And  I  repent  my  folly  ; 

'T'S  then  I  after  glory  run, 
And  still  my  Jesus  lollow. 

3  I  have  my  bitter  and  my  sweet, 
W^hile  thro'jgh  this  worltJ  I  travel ; 

Sometimes  I  shout,  and  often  weep  ,• 
Which  makes  my  foes  to  marvel. 

Hut  let  them  think,  and  think  again, 
I  feel  I'm  bound  fov  heaven  ; 

1  hop.>3  I  shall  with  Jesus  rtign, 
I  therefore  still  will  praise  him- 

4  I  want  to  live  a  Christian  here , 
I  want  to  die  while  sliouting; 

I  vant  to  feel  my  Savic>ur  near, 
When  soul  ami  body's  parting. 

I  vant  to  see  bright  angels  stand, 
And  waiting  to  receive  me; 

T>  bear  inv  soul  to  Canaan's  land, 
VVhere  Christ  is  gone  before  me. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  197 

HYMN  193.     P.  M. 

1  rpHROUGH  tribulations  deep 
X  The  way  to  glory  is ; 

This  stormy  course  I  keep 
On  these  tempestuous  seas  : 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace,  and  bound  to  heaven. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane ; 

And  high  the  waters  flow 
And  o'er  my  sides  break  in : 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress 
My  anchor  hope,  can  cast 

Within  the  promises, 
It  holds  my  vessel  fast  : 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  winds  and  swelling  tides. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues. 

And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

I  tug,  and  toil,  and  strive  : 
Through  storms  and  cahns  for  many  a  day 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail. 

My  vessel  goes  with  ease 
Before  the  pleasant  gale ; 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

6  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight 
The  sun  doth  not  appear; 

Nor  can  I  in  the  night 
Behold  the  moon  or  star ; 
Sometiznes  for  days  and  weeks,  or  more, 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 


198  ZION    SONGSTER. 

7  As  at  the  time  of  noon, 

My  quadrant  faith,  I  take, 
To  view  my  Christ,  my  sun, 
If  he  the  clouds  should  break: 
I'm  happy  when  his  face  I  see, 
I  know  then  whereabouts  1  be. 

3  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
Uy  it  llie  seas  I  know ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part. 
It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show : 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too. 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  pride, 
These  rocks  I  pass  with  care; 

I  studiously  avoid 
The  whirlpool  of  despair: 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shun, 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go. 
Or  near  some  coast  am  drove, 

The  plummet  forth  1  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove  : 
My  conscience  is  the  hne  wliich  I, 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

11  My  vessel  would  be  lost 
In  spite  of  all  my  care. 

But  that  the  Holy  Gliost 
Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer  : 
And  I  through  ail  my  voyairo  will 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skill. 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 

Which  fata!  proves  to  most — 
For  all  tliis  passage  go  ; 
But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelm, 
If  God  himself  is  at  the  helm. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  199 

13  When  through  the  sulf  I  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short, 
The  pilot  angels  meet, 
And  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  I  land  on  that  t)!est  shores 
I  shall  be  safe  for  ever  more. 

HYMN  194.     P.  M. 

1  TTTHILE  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding 

VV  their  sheep, 

Promiscuously  seated,  estranged  from  sleep, 
An  angel  from  heaven  presented  to  view, 
And  thus  he  accosted  the  treuihling  few  : — 
"Dispel  all  your  sorrows  and  banish  your  fears, 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour  in  Jewry  appears. 

2  "Though  Adam  the  first  in  rebellion  was  found, 
Forbidden  to  tarry  on  hallowed  ground  ; 

Yet  Adam  the  second  appears  to  retrieve. 
The  loss  yet  sustain'd  by  tiie  devil  and  Eve; 
Then  shepherds  be  tranquil;  this  instant  arise, 
Go  visit  your  Saviour,  and  see  w|iei-e  he  hes. 

3  "A  token  I  leave  you,  wlicreby  you  may  find 
This  wonderful  stranger,  tliis  friend  to  mankind; 
A  manger  his  ci-adle,  the  stall  his  abode, 

The  oxen  are  near  him,  beliolding  your  God  : 
Then  shepherds  be  humble,  be  meek  and  lie  low. 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour's  abundantly  so." 

4  This  wonderful  story  no  sooner  was  heard, 
Then  thousand  of  angels  from  srlory  appear'd; 
They  join'd  in  a  concert,  and  this  was  their  theme, 
"  All  glory  to  God,  and  good  will  towards  men : 
Then  shepherds  strike  in,  join  your  voice  to  llie 

choir. 
And  catch  a  few  sparks  of  the  celestial  fire." 

5  "Hosanna,"  the  an<rels  in  ecstasy  cried  ; 
"Ilosanna,"  the  won«-lering  slipplierds  replied, 
"Salvation,  redemption,  all  centred  in  one: 
AJl  glory  to  God  lor  the  birth  of  his  Son : 


200  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Tlien  shepherijs  adieu,  we  commend  you  to  Grod 
<j'o  visit  tlie  Ssoii  ill  liis  humble  abode  " 

6  To  Retlileliem  city  the  shepherds  repair'd, 
For  full  confirmation  of  what  they  had  heard  ; 
They  entered  the  stable  with  aspect  most  mild, 
And  there  they  beheld  both  the  mother  and  child: 
Tlien  make  proclamation,  divuliie  it  abroad, 
Thai  both  Jews  and  Gentiles  may  hear  from  their 

God. 

7  Ye  preachers  be  faithful,  your  duty  discharge, 
Be  fervent  and  zealous,  your  promise  is  large ; 
Fear  not  to  declare  the  whole  counsel  of  G(;d ; 
liike  comets  you'll  blaze  while  you  travel  the  I'oad ; 
Gu  make  proclamation,  declare  it  abroad. 

Tell  the  gentle  and  simple  to  come  to  the  Lord. 

HYMN  195.     P.  M. 

1  nnHE  sacred  ties  of  friendship 
JL   Unite  all  loving  Christians  ; 
la  glory,  in  glory  they  shall  live. 

No  time  or  place  shah  change  them, 
And  death  shall  ne'er  dissolve  them, 
United,  united  are  they  that  believe! 
When  Gabriel's  trump  is  sounding, 
And  conquer'd  death's  resigning, 
The  scatter'd  dust  uniting. 
The  soul  and  body  joining. 
All  join  the  grand  procession. 
And  glory  realizing, 
Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 
2  The  bliss  exquisite  ilowing. 
The  friends  of  .lesus  shouting, 
(Such  raptures,  raptures  flow  from  his  word  !> 
The  angels  join  in  concert, 
While  Jesus  stands  inviting  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord  j 
Uehold  the  crowns  of  glory, 
And  saints  and  angels  meeting, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  201 

And  living  streams  of  purest  joy 
For  ever  are  increasing  ; 
In  azure  fields  for  ever  range, 
And  view  a  smiling  Jesus, 
Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 

3  Tlie  sinner's  now  lamenting ; 
He  sees  the  grand  procession 
Now  marching,  marching  to  the  dazzling  throne. 
His  frighted  soul  alarmed, 
He  cries  with  looks  amazed. 
Farewell,  farewell,  I  am  for  ever  gone ! 
Behold  a  godly  father, 
And  there  a  godly  mother, 
Who  once  did  pray  together : 
They  drink  the  streams  of  pleasure, 
But  1  am  lost  for  ever 
On  waves  of  endlesB  sorrow. 
Then  torment,  torment  is  for  ever  rriine. 

HYMN  196.     C.  M. 

1  /~\UR-  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
\J  Cemented,  mix'd  in  one. 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun  ; 
Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 
IIo  stopp'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  bless'd, 

And  fill'd  the  enlarged  desire. 

CHORUS. 

A  Saviour  let  Creation  sing  : 
A  Saviour  let  all  heaven  ring: 
He's  God  icith  us,  we  feel  him  ours, 
His  fullness  in  our  souls  he  pours; 
'Tis  ahnost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er, 

We're  joining  those  icho're  gone  before; 

We  soon  shall  meet  to  -part  no  more. 

2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
Let  trembling  cowards  fly ; 

26 


202  ZION    SONGSTER. 

We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fix'd, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die : 
Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

We'll  cut  our  passage  tlirousih  : 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 

We'D  seize  the  crown,  our  due. 
3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

Tiie  heavens  are  big  wiih  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  tlie  teeniing  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain  : 
A.  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

But  pour  the  miixhty  Hood ; 
Oh  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth. 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God, 
i.  When  thou  shalt  make  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparklinjr  gotus  shall  shine, 

By  thee  proclaim'd  thhie  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love. 

Be  sirners  saved  liy  grace  ; 
From  glory  into  glory"  ciianged, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

HYMN  197.     C.  M. 

1  TTNITED  in  affection  dear, 
\J   With  hearts  on  Jesus  set: 

We  trust  our  God  will  meet  us  here, 

Who  in  his  name  are  met : 
Our  minds  from  earthly  cares  set  free. 

And  fix'd  on  joys  above  ; 
Each  hope,  each  wish,  each  prayer,  shall  be. 

To  share  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Oh  could  we.  Lo\-d,  make  oihers  know 
The  pleasures  which  we  feel ; 

What  comforts  from  thy  goodness  flow, 

A  sinner's  wounds  to  heal ; 
Soon  vvoulii  tlie  heedless,  vain,  and  gay, 

Thy  goodness  strive  to  prove  ; 


ZION    SOxXGSTER.  203 

Forsake  their  sins,  and  seek  the  way 
To  find  a  Saviour's  love. 

3  If  to  refoi'm  their  wicked  ways 

All  gentle  means  should  fail, 
The  terrours  which  thy  j)ower  displays, 

Against  them  may  prevail  : 
Proud  sinners,  humhled  hy  thy  wrath, 

Shall  trembling  kiss  th-j  rod  ; 
Oh  sweep  the  nations,  slialvc  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

HYMN  198.  P.  M. 

1  TTTITH  pleasure  behold 

VV    The  city  of  gold, 
llow  beautiful,  lovely,  and  bright ; 

Coming  down  ft-om  above, 

In  its  beauty  and  love, 
Adorn'd  with  glory  and  light ; 

Prepar'd  as  a  bride, 

For  Immanuel's  side  ; 
Let  angels  rejoice  at  the  sight 

Jerusalem  new 

Its  glory  doth  show 
The  wisdom  of  God  and  his  migiil. 

2  Its  walls  great  and  high. 
Behold  it  with  joy. 

Think  of  it,  ye  saints,  with  delight; 

Behold  its  fomidation 

With  great  admiration. 
With  precious  stones  garnished  oright 

Itlieth  four  srpiare, 

A  golden  reed  there. 
With  angels  to  measure  it  right ; 

Consider  with  jileasure, 

Its  equal  in  measure. 
Its  length,  breadth,  and  height,  are  alike. 

3  Twelve  angels  tliere  wait, 
At  twelve  holy  gates, 


204  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  righteous  rejoice  when  they  enter; 

For  they  will  behold 

A  city  of  gold. 
The  tree  of  life  placed  in  the  centre: 

There  proceeds  front  the  throne 

Of  the  King  whom  they  own. 
A  river  of  water  of  hfe ; 

As  crystal  it's  clear, 

.Vs  wine  it  doth  cheer 
The  heart  of  the  bride,  the  Lamb's  wife. 

4  There  those  who  do  well, 
With  Jesus  shall  dwell, 

For  ever  and  ever  in  peace  ; 

They  need  not  the  moon, 

Nor  the  bright  shining  sun, 
In  so  glorious  and  holy  a  place. 

God's  glory  will  shine. 

And  give  light  divine, 
Therefore  it  never  will  be  nighi: 

What  raptures  are  there ! 

All  heaven  will  share, 
It's  perfectly  filled  with  light. 

5  The  saints  shall  there  reign 
With  tlie  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

The  face  of  their  King  they  will  see  ; 

There  standing  before  him, 

To  love  and  adore  him, 
His  name  in  their  foreheads  will  be. 

Great  joy  will  be  there. 

The  rilditeous  will  share, 
While  angels  their  voices  are  raising; 

How  pleasant  the  singing, 

Melodiously  ringing, 
While  saints  are  in  harmony  praising. 

6  How  pieafeant  their  singing. 
Melodiously  ringing, 

All  praising  with  cheerfulest  voices; 

What  melodious  sounds 

Are  echoing  round. 
While  all  in  that  city  rcjoiceB 


ZIOiV     SONGSTER.  205 

How  rich  and  how  great, 

How  goo'd  and  complete, 
Tliat  cily  whicli  God  will  nrepare  ; 

How  pure  and  how  holy, 

And  lull  of  bright  glory, 
How  beautiful,  lovely,  and  fair. 

HYMN  199.     L.  M. 

1  TTTHEN  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen? 

VV    When  siiall  our  eyes  behold  our  God  7 
Wliat  lengths  of  distance  lie  between! 
And  hills  of  guilt!  a  heavy  load. 

2  Ye  heavenly  gates,  loose  all  your  chains, 
Let  the  eternal  pillars  bow ; 

IJlest  Saviour,  cleave  tlie  starry  plains, 
And  make  the  crystal  fountains  flow. 

3  Hark  !  how  thy  saints  unite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wait  the  gen'ral  doom ; 
Come  thou !  the  soul  of  all  our  joys ; 
Thou,  the  desire  of  nations,  come! 

4  Our  heart-strings  groan  willi  deep  complaint, 
Our  flesh  lies  panting,  I-ord,  for  thee  ; 

And  every  limb  and  every  joint 
Stretches  for  immortality. 

5  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
The  blazing  earth  and  melting  hills; 
And  smile  to  see  the  hghtnings  play, 
And  flash  along  before  thy  wheels. 

B  Hark !  what  a  shout  of  violent  joys 
Joins  with  the  mighty  trumpet's  sound! 
The  angel  herald  shakes  the  skies, 
Awakes  the  graves,  and  tears  the  ground. 

7  Ye  slumb'ring  saints,  a  heavenly  host 
Stands  waiting  at  your  gaping  tombs  ; 
Let  every  sacred,  sleeping  dust, 
Leap  into  life,  for  Jesus  comes. 


206  zrON    SONGSTER. 

8  Jesus,  the  Gofl  of  might  anrl  love, 
New  moulds  our  limbs  of  cuiiibrcus  clay, 
Quick  as  serapluck  llamos  we  move, 
To  reign  with  him  in  emlless  day. 

HYMN  200.     C.  M. 

1  A  T  Jacob's  well  a  strang^cr  sought 
Xi.  His  drooping  frame  to  cheer  ; 

Samaria's  daughter  little  thought 
That  Jacob's  God  was  near. 

2  This  had  she  known,  her  fainting  mind 
For  richer  draughts  had  sigh'd; 

Nor  had  Messiah,  ever  kind, 
Those  richer  draughts  denied. 

3  The  man,  who  came  on  earth  to  die, 
How  few  apjicar  to  know  ! 

The  friend  of  sinners,  passing  by, 
Is  still  esteem'd  a  foe. 

4  Tlie  sinner  nm^  the  stranger  know, 
Or  soon  his  loss  deplore ; 

Behold  !  the  living  waters  llow  ; 
Come — drink,  and  thirst  no  more. 

HYMN  201.     P.  M. 

1  /^REAT  Redeemer,  friend  of  sinners, 
vJT  Thou  iiasf  wondrous  power  to  save, 

Grant  me  grace,  and  .still  protect  me, 
Over  life's  teuipestiious  wave  : 

May  my  soul  witii  sacred  fran.^port. 
View  tlie  dawn  while  yet  afar; 

And  until  tlie  sun  ariso.*?. 
Lead  me  iiy  the  m<iruing  star. 

2  Oh  what  madness!  Oh  wlial  folly  I 
That  hiy  heart  shoidd  so  astray 

After  vain  nnd  foo'ish  trilles — 
Triliea  only  of  a  day  : 


ZION    SONGSTER.  207 

This  vain  world,  with  all  its  pleasures, 

Very  soon  will  be  no  more  : 
rhere'3  no  object  wonh  admiring, 

But  the  God  whom  we  adore. 

3  See  the  happy  spirit  waiting 

On  Die  banks  beyoml  the  stream: 
Sweet  responses  slill  repeating, 

Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  tlieme. 
Hark!  they  whisper;  lo  !  they  call  mCi 

Sister  spirit  come  away  : 
Lo  !  1  come  ;  eartli  can't  contain  me, — 

Kail  the  rcahns  of  endless  day. 

4  Swiftly  roll,  ye  ling'ring  hours, 
Seraphs  lend  your  glitt'ring  wings ; 

Love  absorbs  my  ransom'd  powers, 

Heavenly  sounds  around  me  ring. 
Worlds  of  liglit  and  crowns  of  glory 

Far  above  yon  azure  sky  : 
Though  by  faith  1  now  behold  you, 

I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high. 

HYMN  202.     P.  M. 

1  "pREST  my  soul  with  future  prospect, 
X     Sing  creation's  dismal  end  ; 

Long  foretold  by  sacred  prophets, 

Holy  nmse  tliy  succour  lend  : 
Say  what  horrour,  what  confusion. 

Will  each  siniul  heart  dismay  ; 
What  distresses,  torture,  anguish. 

Reigns  in  that  tremendous  day. 

2  Rumbling  tlumder,  forked  iiglitning, 
Ghastly  glaring  thwart  the  gloom; 

Nature  Irembliui;  to  her  centre, 

Groans  prophelick  of  her  doom  : 
Clil'fy  i"ocks,  and  lofty  mountains, 

O'er  their  trembling  liases  rock  : 
While  earth  yawns  in  frightful  chasms, 

Witli  each  strong  repealed  shock. 


208  ZION    SONGSTEU. 

3  Seaf5  with  horrid  palpitations, 
Uavii^re  round  their  irighted  shores; 

Blusi'ring  winds  with  iVaiitielv  fury, 
Tliraugh  eacli  ruined  labriclc  rotors  : 

Tlie  sun's  bright  orb  is  veil'd  in  sacicclotij, 
Stript  of  all  his  sparkling  beams  ; 

The  moon  has  dropt  her  silver  radiance, 
And  dissolves  in  purple  streams. 

4  Stars  of  lato  divinely  brilliant, 
Siudding  night's  Cimmerian  robe  ; 

Ilurl'd  in  daritncss  from  their  orbits, 
Each  a  dark  and  ruin'd  globe  ; 

Hark  !  the  martial  trumpet  sounding, 
llends  in  twain  the  crystal  sky  ; 

Vengeance  blazing,  lights  the  concave 
O I  profound  eternity. 

5  See  ihe  sov'reign  ether  furling. 
Nobler  scenes  salute  my  eyes; 

Heaven  in  solemn  pomp  descending, 
Crimson  banners  dress  the  skies ; 

On  ttie  arched  striped  rainbow, 
Sits  cntlu'oned  the  eternal  God  ; 

Myriads  of  celestial  warriours, 
Round  him  wait  his  awful  nod. 

6  Go,  he  cries,  ye  winged  heralds, 
Hring  my  saints  from  every  wind  ; 

Those  from  death  my  blood  has  ransom'd 
Tliose  in  life's  fair  volume  penn'd: 

Straight  a  holy  troop  obsequious. 
Swift  as  liglitning  skims  alon^i . 

And  from  every  grave  collecting, 
Jesus's  dear  redeemed  throng. 

7  Rous'd  from  tombs  poor  sinners  hasten. 
At  tiie  last  loud  trumpet's  souml ; 

Round  they  gaze  with  wild  amazement, 
Wond'ring  at  the  scene  profound  : 

Fill'd  with  horrour,  dread,  and  anguisli. 
Rocks  and  mountains  tliey  imi»lore, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  209 

To  fall  and  crush  them  out,  of  being, 
Wishing  now  to  be  no  more. 

8  Hark  !  the  herald  calls  to  judgment, 
Justice  draws  the  glitt'ring  sword ; 

Liglitning  glances  from  his  aspect, 

Thunder  clothes  his  awful  word : 
do,  ye  cursed,  fiU'd  with  vengeance, 

Not  for  peace  my  name  invoke; 
You  who  once  refused  my  mercy, 

And  my  fury  dared  provoke. 

9  Go  to  pits  of  burning  sulphur, 
Ever  banish'd  from  my  rest; 

Where  the  soul's  eternal  'larum, 
Ceaseless  beats  your  pulsive  breast: 

Each  guilty  soul  then  struck  with  horrcur, 
And  anguish  throbbing  iu  their  breast ; 

For  ever  doom'd  to  endless  sorrow, 
Never  more  to  hope  for  rest. 

HYMN  203.    P.  M. 

1  'T^IIE  final  trump  we  soon  shall  hear, 

X   Tlie  great  white  tin-one  shall  then  appeaz^ 

Ten  thousand  angels  round  : 
Jehovah  turns  the  moon  to  blood, 
Blows  out  the  sun,  consumes  the  flood. 

And  burns  the  solid  ground. 

2  Arise,  ye  nations,  and  come  forth, 
From  east  and  west,  and  south  and  north ;. 

Behold,  the  Judge  is  come  ! 
What  horrour  strikes  the  guilty  breast, 
Compell'd  to  stand  the  solemn  test, 

And  hear  their  final  doom. 

3  "Depart,  ye  cursed,  down  to  hell, 
With  howling  fiends  for  ever  dwell, 

No  more  to  see  my  face  : 
My  gospel  calls  you  have  withstood, 
And  trampled  on  my  precious  blood, 

And  laugh'd  at  offer'd  srace." 
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210  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  Sec  parents  and  their  children  part — 
Some  shout  for  joy,  some  bleed  in  heart, 

Never  to  meet  again. 
In  fiery  cliariots  Zion  flies, 
And  quickly  gains  tlie  upper  skies, 

On  Canaan's  dazzling  plain. 

5  My  soul  is  struggling  to  be  there, 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air. 

To  trace  the  heavenly  road. 
Adieu,  adieu,  all  earthly  things — 
Oh  that  I  had  an  anger s  wings ! 

I'd  quickly  see  my  God. 

HYMN  204.     P.  M. 

1  TVTY  soul  is  full  of  glory,  inspiring  my  tongue  ; 
iVi  Could  1   meet  with  angels,  I  would  sing 
them  a  song : 

1  would  sing  of  mv  Jesus,  and  tell  of  his  charms, 
And  beg  them  to  bear  me  to  his  loving  arms. 

2  Methinks  they're   descending  to  hear  what  I 

sing ; 
WeJl  pleased  to  hear  mortals  praising  their  kmg; 

0  angels  !  O  angels  !  my  soul's  in  a  Hame, 

1  faint  in  sweet  raptures  at  Jesus  name. 

3  O  Jesus  !  O  Jesus  !  thou  balm  of  my  soul, 
'Twas  thou,  my  dear  Jesus,  that  made  my  heart 

whole : 
O  bring  me  to  view  thee,  thou  precious  sweet  king 
In  oceans  of  glory  thy  praises  to  sing. 

4  O  heaven  !  sweet  heaven  !  I  long  to  be  there, 
To  meet  all  my  brethren,  and  Jesus  my  dear: 
Come  angels !  come  angels  !  I'm  ready  to  fly, 
Come  quickly  convey  me  lo  God  in  the  sky. 

5  Sweet  Spirit  attend  me  till  Jesus  shall  come, 
Protect  and  defend  me  till  I  am  call'd  home  : 
Though  worms  my  poor  body  may  claim  as  their 

prey, 
Twill  outshine,  when  rising,  the  sun  at  noonday. 


ZION    SOxN'GSTER.  211 

G  The  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon  tum'd  to 

blood : 
Tlie  mountains  all  melt  at  the  presence  of  God; 
Rc<J  lightnings  may  flasli,  loud  thnnders  may  roar, 
All  tliis  cannot  daunt  me  on  Canaan's  blest  shore. 

7  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  my  Lord  bids  me 

come ; 
Farewell,  my  dear  sisters,  I'm  now  going  home ; 
IJright  angels  are  whisp'ring   so  sweet  in  my 

ear, 
Away  to  my  Saviour  my  spirit  will  bear. 

8  I'm  going,  I'm  going,  but  what  do  I  see  7 
'Tis  Jesus  in  glory  appears  unto  me  ! 
I'm  going,  I'm  going,  I'm  going,  I'm  gone, 

0  glory  !  O  glory  !  'tis  done  !  it  is  done ! 

HYMN  205.     P.  M. 

1  "PV  AY  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
±J  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound  1 

Louder  than  ten  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearmg, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 

You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  "  Tins  God  is  mine." 

Gracious  Saviour ! 
Own  me  on  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea 

All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken, 
By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner, 
VVhat  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  Horrours  past  imaginntion 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 


212  ZION    SONGSTER. 

When  yon  hear  your  condemnation, 
"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart  I 

Thou  with  Satan 
And  his  angels  have  thy  part !" 

5  But  to  those  wlio  have  confessed, 
Sav'd  and  serv'd  your  Lord  below, 

He  will  say,  ''Come  in  ye  blessed, 
See  the  king cloui  I  bestow: 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  in  glory  know," 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches 
Let  this  thought  our  courage  raise; 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  turn'd  to  praise : 

May  wp  triumph 
Wiien  this  world  is  in  a  blaze. 

HYMN  206.     P.  M. 

1  QEE  th'  eternal  Judge  descending, 
O  Seated  on  his  Father's  throne  ; 

Now,  poor  sinner!  Christ  shall  show  thee 
He  IS  the  eternal  Son  : 
Trumpets  call  thee. 
Come  to  hear  thy  awful  doom. 

2  Hear  the  sinner  thus  lamenting 
At  the  thoughts  of  future  pain  : 

Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 
But  he  cries  and  weeps  in  vain ; 

Greatly  mourning 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 

3  "Yonder  stamls  the  glorious  Saviour 
With  the  marks  of  dying  love ; 

Oh  that  I  had  sought  his  favour, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move  ' 

Doomed  justly. 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 

4  "  AU  his  warnings  I  have  slighted 
While  he  daily  sought  my  soul: 


ZION    SONGSTER.  213 

If  some  vows  to  liim  I  plighted, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  tlie  whole : 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll! 

5  "Yonder  stand  my  godly  neighbours, 
Who  were  once  despised  by  me  ; 

They  are  clad  in  dazzling  splendour, 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see — 

Farewell  neighbours, 
Dismal  gulf!  I'm  bound  for  thee  ! 

6  "Hail,  ye  ghosts  that  dwell  in  darkness 
^  Groaning,  rattling  of  your  chains  ; 

Christ  has  now  denoune'd  our  sentence, 
We  must  dwell  in  endless  pains- 
Down  I'm  rolling, 
Never  to  return  again. 

7  "  Now  experience  plainly  shows  me 
Hell  is  not  a  fabled  thing ; 

Lo,  I  see  my  friends  in  glory, 
Round  the  throne  they  ever  sing : 

I'm  toi'mented 
By  an  everlasting  sting." 

HYMN  207.     P.  M. 

1  T7"0NDER  see  the  Lord  descending  ! 

X    (Hark !  his  chariot's  drawing  nigh  0 
The  starry  vault  before  him  rending, 

Flaming  troops  ascend  the  sky. 
Heaven's  shaking,  earth  now  quaking, 

Mountains  fly  before  his  face  ! 
The  dead  their  dusty  beds  forsaking  ; 

Nature  sinking  in  a  blaze  ! 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing  ! 
Hail  him.  Christians!  hail  him,  ChristiansJ 

Yonder  is  your  glorious  King. 

2  Now  behold  the  shining  conq'rors, 
Shouting  from  their  dusty  beds  • 


214  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Fly  to  meet  their  blessed  Saviour, 

Glitt'ring  crowns  upon  tlieir  heads ! 
Hear  them  tell  their  pleasant  story 

To  the  smiling,  lovely  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  is  the  song  they  sing. 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Ilark  !  the  Christian  armies  sing' 
Join  us,  angels,  join  us,  angels ; 

Help  us  praise  our  conq'ring  King. 

3  Once  an  infant  m  a  manger, 
There  the  Lord  of  glory  lay  ; 

No  place  to  lay  the  little  stranger, 

But  among  the  oxen's  hay  ! 
Now  he's  crowned  with  a  rainbow, 

Brighter  than  a  sardine  stone  : 
He  conies !  he  comes  !  the  Christian's  hero 

Seated  on  his  great  white  throne. 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 

Hark  !  the  holy  armies  sing  I 
Join  us,  seraphs,  join  us  seraphs. 

Help  us  praise  our  couq'ring  King. 

4  Jesus  saved  us  from  temptation, 
Sin  and  satan,  death  and  hell  ; 

A.nd  lias  bought  our  great  salvation — 

Glory  to  Immanuel ! 
Once  a  bleeding  on  the  mountain. 

There  his  precious  blood  did  run  ; 
Now  he's  brought  us  to  the  fountain, 

Springing  from  his  Fatlier's  throne. 
Give  him  glory,  give  him  glory, 

Let  all  heav'n  begin  to  sing  ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Through  eternal  ages  ring. 

HYMN  208.     P.  M. 

1  i^HRISTIAN    soldiers,    shout   while    prajs- 
Kj  ing 

Of  Jehovah's  conquering  Son : 


ZION    SONGSTER.  215 

High  the  voice  of  triumph  i-aising, 
For  the  work  that  he  hatli  done. 

Hallehijah, 
Glory  be  to  God  alone. 

2  Now  let  pow'r  divinely  glorious, 
Evei'y  praying  soul  unite  : 

Through  the  name  of  God  victorious, 
.     Put  the  alien  hosts  to  rlight. 
Drive  old  Satan 
To  the  shades  of  endless  night. 

3  In  the  wilderness  assembled, 
We  have  often  felt  thy  pow'r, 

Saints  rejoiced,  and  sinners  trembled 
In  the  solemn  midnight  hour. 

Save  poor  sinners, 
That  they  may  our  God  adore. 

4  Now  thy  servants.  Lord,  inspire 
To  explain  the  gospel  gi-ace, 

Fill  them  with  celestial  fire, 
Let  it  through  th'  assembly  blaze. 

Lord,  I  feel  it, 
Let  the  world  thy  will  embrace. 

5  Send  conviction's  keenest  arrows, 
Let  the  worst  of  sinners  feel 

Deep  repentance — godly  sorrows 
To  their  careless  souls  reveal. 

Let  thy  merit 
Pardon  on  their  conscience  seal. 

6  Pity  mourners'  deep  lamenting. 
While  they're  fiU'd  with  sacred  grielj 

With  a  broken  heart  repenting, 
Break  the  bars  of  unbeUef; 

Though  of  sinners 
Now  they  feel  t'  have  been  the  chie£ 

7  Jesus  now  your  cause  is  pleading. 
Shows  his  hands  and  wounded  side  ; 

Sinners  !  through  my  interceding, 
You  are  freely  justified. 

To  procure  it, 
I  your  Saviour  groan'd  and  died. 


'226  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  209.     P.  M. 

1  T  O!  we  see  the  sign  appearing, 
Xi  Jesus  comes  the  Judge  severe, 

liell  is  trembling,  earth  is  quaking — 
Sinners  shriek  with  awi'ul  fear  ! 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Stand  your  awful  doom  to  hear. 

2  See  the  world  in  flames  now  burning, 
Hills  and  mountains  liy  away ; 

The  moon  in  blood — the'stars  are  falling: 
Comets  blazing  through  the  sky, 

Thvmders  rolling ! 
Sinners  now  for  succour  cry. 

S  From  the  general  conflagration 

■  Mount  the  righteous  up  on  high  ! 
Gain  the  hope  of  their  salvation, 
Live  with  God  no  more  to  die. 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  they  cry. 

4  Stop,  my  soul,  look  back  and  wonder, 
See  the  wicked  left  behind — 

Hear  them  crying,  weeping,  wailing. 
For  a  moment's  ease  to  find. 

Doora'd  to  sorrow ! 
In  the  lake  of  hell  confin'd. 

HYMN  210.    P.  M. 

1  /^NE  night,  as  I  lay  musing, 
v_/  The  Spirit  said  "to  me, 

"Go  blow  the  gospel  trumpet, 

Go  sound  the  juoilee  ; 
Co  toll  them  I  am  risen, 

And  death  they  need  not  fear  ; 
I'vo  turn'd  the  awful  summons 

To  a  sweet  messenger. 

2  "  The  harvest  fields  are  ripening, 
The  labourers  are  few  : 


ZION    SONGSTER.  217 

When  Zion  she  doth  languish, 

Oh  watchmen !  where  ai'e  you? 
Their  blood  will  cry  against  you, 

If  idle  you  should  be  : 
Vou  see  the  sword  is  coming, 

Then  sound  the  jubilee. 

3  "  Come,  oh  my  Father's  children  : 

Redeem'd  for  hberty ! 
Why  stand  you  here  so  idle, 

And  wasting  all  the  day  1 
Remember  some  are  teaching. 

While  others  preach  the  word ; 
Go  labour  in  the  vineyard, 

I'll  give  a  sure  reward." 

i  Come  brethren  all,  and  sisters, 

Though  but  a  little  band. 
The  vict'ry  I'll  ensure  you, 

Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand ; 
Then  wield  the  sword  with  pleasure. 

The  battle  goes  aright : 
Thus  Israel  gain'd  the  vict'ry 

Against  the  Amalekite. 

5  Come,  all  ye  sons  of  vanity, 

Who  are  expos'd  to  death, 
Who've  hsted  under  Pharaoh, 

Th'  Egyptian  king  beneath ; 
A.lthough  you  sen'e  wiiji  rigour, 

He  will  not  set  you  free, 
Then  hearken  to  the  gospel, 

The  sound  of  jubiloe. 
?  Come  ye  who're  bound  for  Canaan, 

And  give  me  your  right  hand. 
Who've  turn'd  your  backs  on  Egypt, 

And  join'd  our  little  band  ; 

pray  you  bold  out  faithful, 

Ycur  cro'iv^i  it  will  be  sure  : 
ion'Yj  ri\%n  v,ilh  Christ  your  Saviour, 

In  b'js^n  fy  evermore. 
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218  ZION'    SONGSTER. 

7  How  beauteous  are  the  ganucnts, 

The  bride  of  Christ  doth  wear  ! 
He  adorns  her  with  iiis  presence, 

And  clothes  lier  with  liis  care  : 
He  decks  her  with  ricli  jewels, 

And  crowns  her  witli  liis  love  ; 
And  by  his  mighty  power, 

He'll  bear  her  safe  above. 

HYMN  211.     P.  M. 

1  "TTTHY  shrinks  my  weak  nature  7  di !  what 

VY    can  it  mean  7 
Why  flutters  my  heart,  wliicli  till  now  was  serene .' 
Why  ling'ring  and  trembling,  while  glory's  so 

near? 
Or  whence  the  enchantment  that  fetters  me  here  1 

2  Thou  world  of  illusion,  for  ever  adieu  ! 

Your  phantoms  unhallow'il  recede  from  my  view  , 
New  worlds  and  new  wonders  my  passiuiis  invite, 
And  glories  inetfable  dawn  in  my  sight. 

3  Hail,  vision-3  celestial,  and  thou  divine  Source 
Of  life,  hope,  and  glory  ;  if  e'er  in  my  course 
Thy  grace  hath  rene'w'd  and  made  perfect  my 

heart, 
Now  let  me  in  peace  and  in  triumph  depart. 

4  'Tis  done  !    lo,   they  come  !    bright  celestials 

descend ; 
Saints,  angels,   and  seraphs,  their    syniphonies 

lend: 
The  spheres  are  all  vocal,  the  raptures  draw  near, 
Impartial  vibrations  resouud  in  my  ear. 

5  Cease  I   cease  then,  fond  nature;  oh!    cease 

then  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  now  languish  and  die  into  life  : 
Blest  powers  receive  me  ;  I  mount  on  your  wing ; 
Oh  grave,  where's  thy  vict'ry  1  oh  death,  where'a 

thy  sting  ] 


ZION    SONGSTER.  219 

HYMN  212.    P.  M. 

On  Jesus,  the  donor  of  all  we  enjoy, 
Our  lives  to  thine  honour  we  wish  to  em- 
ploy, 
With  praises  unceasing  we'll  sing  of  thy  name ; 
Thy  goodness  increasing,  thy  love  we'll  proclaim. 

2  With  joy  we  remember  the  dawn  of  that  day. 
When,  cold  as  Decembei-,  in  darkness  we  lay  ; 
The  sweet  invitation  we  heard  with  surprise. 
And  witness'd  salvation  to  flow  from  the  skies. 

3  The  wonderful  name  of  our  Jesus  we'll  sing, 
And  pubhsh  the  name  of  our  Captain  and  King: 
With  sweet  exultation  his  goodness  we  prove  ; 
Ilis  name  is  salvation,  his  nature  is  love. 

4  We  now  are  enlisted  in  Jesus's  cause, 
Divinely  assisted  to  conquer  our  foes  ; 

His  grace  will  support  us  till  conflicts  are  o'er, 
He  then  will  escort  us  to  Zaon's  bright  shore. 

5  And  when  to  the  regions  of  glory  we  rise, 
And  join  the  bright  legions,   and  shout  through 

the  skies, 
We'll  tell  the  glad  story  of  Jesus's  grace, 
And  give  him  the  glory,  the  honour,  and  praise. 
G  In  this  blest  employment  our  spirits  shall  rest 
hi  sweetest  enjoyment  on  Jesus's  breast  ; 
To  drink  of  the  streams  of  Immanuel's  love, 
And  bask  in  the  beams  of  his  glory  above. 

HYMN  213.     P.  M. 

1  "pEFORE  Elisha's  gate 

X>  The  Syrian  leper  stood  ; 
But  could  not  brook  to  wait, 
He  deem'd  himself  too  good: 
He  thought  the  prophet  would  attend, 
And  not  to  him  a  message  send. 


220  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

2  "Have  1  this  journey  conu), 
And  will  lie  not  be  scon  ? 

1  were  as  well  at  hoirie, 
Would  washina  make  me  clean: 
Why  must  I  wash  In  Jordan's  tlood  1 
Damascus's  rivers  are  as  good." 

3  Thus  by  his  foolish  pride 
He  almost  miss'd  a  cure  ; 

But  yet  at  length  he  tried, 
And  fouml  the  method  sure : 
Soon  as  his  pride  was  brought  to  yield, 
His  leprosy  was  quickly  hoal'd. 

4  Leprous  and  proud  as  he, 
To  Jesus  thus  I  came, 

From  sin  to  set  me  free, 

When  first  I  heard  his  fame  : 
Surely,  thought  I,  my  pompous  train 
Of  vows  and  tears  will  notice  gain. 

5  My  heart  devis'd  the  way 
Which  I  supposed  he'd  take : 

And  when  I  found  delay, 
Was  ready  to  go  back  : 
Had  he  some  painful  task  enjoin'd, 
I  to  performance  seem'd  inclined. 

6  When  by  his  word  he  spake, 
"That  fountain  open'd  see  ; 

'Twas  open'd  for  thy  sake ; 
Go  wash,  and  thou  art  free :" 
Oh !  how  did  my  proud  heart  gainsay, 
I  fear'd  to  trust  this  simple  way. 

7  At  length  I  trial  made, 
When  1  had  much  endured; 

The  message  I  obey'd  ; 
I  wash'd,  and  I  was  cured  : 
Sinners,  this  healing  fountain  try, 
Which  cleans'd  a  wretch  so  vile  as  1. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  221 

HYMN  214.    P.  M. 

1  rpHE  trumpet  of  God,  is  sounding  abroad 

X  The  language  of  mercy,  salvation  through 
blood ; 
Thrice  happy  are  they,  who  hear  and  obey, 
And  share  in  the  blessings  of  this  gospel  day. 

2  Their  anguish  and  smart,  and  sorrow  depart, 
Who  find  this  salvation  inscribed  on  their  heart; 
True  pleasure  abound  in  the  rapturous  sound, 
And  they  that  have  found  it  have  paradise  found. 

3  Our  Jesus  to  know,  and  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  hfe  everlasting,  'tis  heaven  below ; 
This  blessing  be  mine  through  favour  divine; 
But  oh,  my  Redeemer,  the  glory  be  thine. 

HYMN  215.    L.  M. 

1  "I7AREWELL,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 
J?    I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you ; 

I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
Farewell)  farewell,  farewell, 
My  loving  friends,  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
Nor  waits  for  mortals,  care  or  bliss ; 

I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love ; 

Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word. 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven— 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross; 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  : 


222  ZION    SOXGSTER. 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 

Fight  on,  figlti  on,  fight  on, 
The  crotcn  sliallsoott,  be  given. 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 
It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here ; 

Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you  ; 
Oh  turn  and  find  salvation  near. 

On  turn,  oh  turn,  oh  turn, 
And  find  salvation  near. 

HYMN  216.     P.  M. 

1  T  OTID,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

B  J  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  "and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessia^, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

Oh  refresh  us, 
Trav'iiing  through  this  w-ilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

May  the 'fruits  of  thy"  salvation 
In  our  hearts  ami  lives  abound. 

May  thy  presence 
Withus  evermore  be  iound. 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Dome  on  angel's  wings  *o  heaven, 
Call'd  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  thee  in  endless  day. 

HYMN  217.     P.  M. 

1  TESUS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing, 
J    Send  it  down.  Lord,  from  above, 

May  we  all  retnrn  home  praying, 
And  rejoicing  in  thy  love : 


ZION     SONGSTER.  223 

Fa\KV.-ell,  brethren;  farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies, 
Since  together  we  have  been  ; 

Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 
Cleanse  us  all  fi'om  every  sin : 
Farewell,  brethren ;  farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

3  May  thy  blessing,  Lord,  go  with  us 
To  each  one's  respective  home  ; 

And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus 

Rest  upon  us  every  one  : 
Farewell,  brethren  ;  farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  at  home. 

HYMN  218.     P.  M. 

1  T7AREVVEIX,  my  dear  brethren,  belov'd  of 
A.  the  Lord, 

Tiie  footsteps  of  Jesus  you'll  find  in  his  word: 
Tlien  follow  your  Saviour  wherever  he  goes; 
Stand  fast  and  unshaken  whatever  oppose. 

2  On  parting,  dear  brethren,  I  give  you  my  liand, 
In  token  of  triendship,  that  uniting  band: 
Although  for  a  while  these  vile  bodies  must  part, 
Cemented  in  love,  we  are  still  join'd  in  heart. 

3  The  time  is  approaching   when  Christ  shall 

appear 
In  glory,  and  then  all  his  saints  shall  meet  there : 
No  fear  then  of  parting,  no  grief,  no  complaint, 
Shall  ever  be  heard  from  the  tongue  of  a  sainU 

4  But  praise   and  thanksgiving    shall    be   their 

employ ; 
Their  souls  always  feasting,  yet  never  shall  cloy: 
New  scenes  still  unfolding,  new  joys  shall  affcrd; 
All  glory,  and  honour,  and  praise  to  the  Lord. 


224  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  219.    P.  M. 

1  "pAREWELL,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Jl    The  gospel  sounds  the  jubilee  ; 

My^stamin'ring  tongue  shall  sound  aloud 

From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea: 
And  as  1  preach  from  place  to  place 
ru  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  Farewell !  in  bonds  and  union  dear, 
Like  coi-ds  you  twine  about  my  heart, 

I  liumbly  beg  your  fervent  prayer, 
Till  we  do  meet  no  more  to  part: 
Till  we  do  meet  in  worlds  above, 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell,  my  earthly  friends  below, 
Though  all  so  kind,  so  dear  to  me  ; 

My  Jf.sus  calls,  and  I  must  go. 
To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee : 
To  sound  the  joys,  and  bear  the  news, 
To  CJentile  nations  and  the  Jews. 

4  Farewell,.young  people,  one  and  all, 

While  God  shall  grant  me  breath  to  breathai 
I'll  pray  to  the  Eternal  All, 

That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live 
That  your  dear  souls  prepar'd  may  be 
To  reign  in  bliss  eternally. 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun; 
And  as  I  pass  in  tears  below, 

The  path  is  straight,  ray  feet  shall  run, 

And  God  shall  keen  me  as  I  go : 
My  God  shall  keep  me  in  his  hand, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

C  Farewell,  farewell!  I  look  above — 

Jesus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call ; 
My  joy,  my  hope,  my  only  love. 

My  safeguard  hence,  ray  heavenly  all : 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  song  to  sing; 
My  hope  in  death,  my  heavenly  King. 


ZIOxV    SONGSTER.  225 

HYMN  220.     P.  M. 

1  TTERALDS  of  tlie  King  of  kings, 

Jn  Preach  the  peace  tlie  gospel  brings; 
Loud  extol  th'  incarnate  God, 
Preach  the  virtue  of  his  blood. 

2  Celebrate  with  every  breath 
Jesus's  meritorious  death  : 
Speak  of  Jesus's  saving  name, 
Which  for  ever  is  the  same. 

3  And  may  we  in  chorus  join, 
Blessing,  praising  love  divine  ; 
Never  be  ashamed  to  tell 

Christ  hath  saved  our  souls  from  hell. 

HYMN  221.     L.  M. 

1  "IVTY  brethren,  from  my  heart  belovetJ, 
i-Vi  Whose  welfare  fills  my  daily  care, 

My  present  joy,  my  future  crown, 
The  word  of  exhortation  hear. 

2  Stand  fast  upon  the  solid  rock 

Of  the  Redeemer's  righteousness  ; 
Adorn  the  gospel  with  your  lives. 
And  practise  what  your  lips  pi'ofess. 

3  With  pleasure  mediate  the  hour 
When  he  descending  from  the  skies, 

Shall  bid  your  btjdies,  mean  and  vile, 
In  his  own  glorious  image  rise. 

4  Glory  in  his  dear  honour'd  name, 
To  him  inviolably  cleave  : 

Your  all  he  purchased  with  his  blood, 
Nor  let  him  less  than  all  receive. 

5  Such  is  your  Pastor's  faithful  charge, 
Whose  soul  desires  not  yours,  but  yoa : 

Oh  may  he,  at  the  Lord's  right  hand, 
Himself,  and  all  his  people  view. 
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226  ZION    SOXGSTER. 

HYMN  222.     P.  M. 

1  T'M  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 
jL  I  biiJ  tliis  world  farewell: 

Come  on,  my  old  companions, 

In  spite  of  earth  or  liell. 
Lo  !  Satan's  army  rages, 

And  all  his  hosts  combine  ! 
Yet  Scripture  dotii  engage  us, 

The  strength  of  grace  divine. 

2  I'll  blow  the  silver  trumpet, 
And  on  the  nations  call ; 

For  Christ  hath  me  commission'd 

To  say  he  ilied  for  all. 
Come  try  his  grace,  and  prove  him, 

You  shall  the  gift  obtain  ; 
He  will  not  send  you  empty, 

Nor  let  you  come  in  vain. 

3  And  if  you  want  a  witness, 
Here  are  some  just  at  hand, 

Have  lately  felt  the  sweetness 
Now  flowing  from  that  land: 

It  comes  in  copious  showers, 
Our  bodies  can't  contain  ; 

It  fills  our  ransom 'd  powers — 
And  now  we  drink  again  ! 

4  The  glories  of  that  kingdom 
My  sou!  cannot  describe  ; 

I  feel  it  is  within  me, 

I  feel  the  blood  applied. 
Oh  come  unto  the  Saviour's  arms. 

And  you  shall  feel  his  love, 
'Tis  sweeter  tlian  all  other  charms, 

It  comes  from  heaven  above. 

6  The  glories  of  that  heavenly  pl&cs 

I've  oftfimes  felt  before, 
But  what  I've  felt  is  but  a  taste. 

Which  makes  me  look  for  more. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  227 

Had  1  thft  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  fly  and  be  at  rest; 
Then  would  I  soar  to  worlds  aboTC, 

And  be  for  ever  blest. 

6  My  soul  looks  up,  and  sees  him  etuile, 
And  then  the  blessing  send, 

And  I  am  thinking  all  the  wliile, 

When  will  tliis  journey  end] 
I  contemplate  it  can't  be  long, 

Till  he  will  come  again, 
Then  I  shall  join  that  heavenly  throng, 

And  in  his  kingdom  reign. 

7  Oh  could  I  join  that  heavenly  throng, 
And  ne'er  return  again  ! 

I  would  not  think  the  season  long 

That  I  had  suflFer'd  pain  : 
When  Zion's  sons  are  marching  home 

Along  the  heavenly  street. 
Then  I  would  march  along  with  them, 

And  bow  before  his  feet. 

8  The  tallest  of  those  heavenly  ones 
Would  fail  for  to  describe 

The  brightness  which  the  Saviour  puts 

Upon  his  lovely  bride. 
Ten  thousand  years  around  me  roll, 

We  have  but  just  begun 
To  wear  our  robes  and  glitt'ring  crowns, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun. 

HYMN  223.     L.  M. 

1  piOME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
\J  With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 

Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  eveiy  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far, 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  that  rules  must  give. 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 


228  ZION    SONGSTER. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ,' 
Plant  holy  fears  in  ev'ry  heart, 
Tliat  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 
That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God: 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

HYMN  224.     P.  M. 

1  npHOU  sweet  gliding  Cedron,  by  thy  silver 
X     stream, 

Our  Saviour  at  midnight,  whfen  Cynthia's  pale 

beam 
Shono  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently 

stray 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 

CHORUS. 

Come  saints  adore  him,  come  boic  at  hisjeet, 
Oh !  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet, 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdeTis  the  skies. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his 

heatl. 
How  hard  was  his  pillow — how  Inmible  his  bed — 
The  angels  astonishVl,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  follow'd  their  Masfer  v;ith  solemn  delight 

3  Oh  garden  of  Olivet,  dear  hniiour'd  spot, 
Tlie  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot  : 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above, 
The  triumph  of  sorrow  the  triumph  of  love. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  229 

HYMN  225.     P.  M. 

1  TESUS,  at  thy  command 
•J   I  launch  into  the  deep, 

And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  lieaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot — wise ; 
My  compass  is  thy  word : 

My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  tord : 
I'll  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie. 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 
And  guard  me  with  his  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  will  firm  abide, 
And  ev'ry  boisterous  stdtin  outride. 

i  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  forbear  to  toss : 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh. 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

5  By  faith  I  see  the  land. 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

My  soul  thy  sails  expand. 
And  fly  to  Jesus's  breast; 
Oh  may  I  gain  the  heavenly  shore. 
Where  winds  and  waves  disturb  no  more. 

6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace  : 

Waft  me  from  all  below, 
To  heaven,  my  destined  place ; 
There  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


230  ZION    SONGSTER. 

H^  MN  226.     C.  M. 

1  "Y^i^  saints,  attend  the  Saviour's  voice, 

X    Hpoke  in  his  word  of  grace  ; 
He  says,  and  in  it  oh  rejoice  ! 
"  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

2  Tliou^h  storms  and  tempests  round  you  roar, 
And  £es  and  fears  increase  : 

He  says,  and  what  could  he  say  more  1 
"  In  mer  ye  shall  have  peace." 

3  What  though  afflictions  still  abound, 
And  troubles  still  increase  ; 

He  says,  and  oh  how  sweet  the  sound, 
"In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

4  What  tho'  your  hearts  with  sorrow  bleed, 
And  sighs  and  tears  increase ; 

He  says,  and  oh  'tis  true  indeed, 
"  In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

5  Tho'  you  shall  pass  Ihrough  death's  cold  flood, 
To  gain  your  wish'd  release  ; 

He  says,  and  sure  he'll  make  it  good, 
"In  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

6  Wlien  you  his  face  in  glory  view, 
Where  joy  can  ne'er  decrease ; 

Eternity  shall  prove  it  true, 
"Li  me  ye  shall  have  peace." 

HYMN  227.     C.  M. 

1  TTTITH  joy  let  each  afflicted  saint, 

VV    This  cheering  truth  behold  ; 
That  when  he's  tried,  he  shall  not  faint, 
But  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

2  This  privilege,  oh  Lord  !  I  claim, 
Nor  am  I  here  too  bold. 

That  from  tlie  trying,  fiery  flame, 
I  may  come  forth  as  gold. 

8  What  thou^^h  the  furnace  burns  on  higlv 
Still  to  this  truth  I'll  hold, 


ZION    SONGSTER.  231 

'Tis  but  design'd  my  soul  to  try, 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

4  Herein  his  wisdom  and  his  love, 
Will  God  to  me  unfold; 

And  from  the  furnace  1  shall  prove 
He'li  bring  me  forth  as  gold. 

5  He'll  kindly  thus  consume  my  drosa, 
So  h)  his  \v(jrd  I'm  told; 

Nor  can  I  sutfer  real  loss, 
But  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

6  Thus  he'll  conform  me  to  his  word, 
And  cast  me  in  that  mould, 

And  through  the  goodness  of  my  Lord 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

7  Thus  will  I  sing  his  praises  here, 
Who'se  mercies  are  of  old. 

And  when  in  glory  I  appear, 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

HYMN  228.     L.  M. 

1  TN  God  let  ail  his  saints  rejoice, 

L  With  than'rcfiil  heart  and  cheerful  voice  : 
Thus  saith  liis  word,  so  kind,  so  true, 
"  1,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

2  Sweet  words  I  oh  let  us  bjfss  his  name. 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim; 
The.se  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue, 
"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

3  Are  you  in  darkness  and  distress  1 
Does  Satan  roar  and  break  your  peace  t 
Fear  not,  but  still  this  truih  review, 

"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

4  Do  soi-e  afflictions  on  you  lay. 
And  pungent  sorrow  day  liy  day  7 

Look  to  this  word,  'twill  bear  you  through, 
"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 


232  Z10x\     SONGSTER. 

5  If  death  in  gloomy  foi-m  appear, 
And  ovenvhelm  your  souls  with  fear  ; 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faitli  renew, 
"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

6  Thus  while  you  sojourn  here  below, 
As  pilgrims  in  this  world  of  wo ; 

Make  this  your  song,  your  journey  thiough, 
"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

7  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
Tliat  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ, 
"God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy." 

HYMN  229.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS !  my  pattern  and  my  guide, 
«i   Oh  let  me  at  thy  feet  abide ; 

And  on  thee  cast  my  every  care, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 

2  While  I'm  sojourning  here  below. 
Where,  blessed  Lord !  where  can  I  go, 
But  to  thy  throne,  and  worship  tliere, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer? 

3  Yes  !  at  thy  footstoOT,  Lord,  I'll  wait, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  mournful  state  ; 
My  sins,  and  wants,  and  fears,  declare, 
And  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 

4  Though  Satan  rages  at  my  soul, 
And  thur.d'ring  tempests  o'er  me  roll, 
To  seek  thee,  Lord,  I  can't  forbear 
But  daily  give  myself  to  prayer. 

5  Still  in  the  strength  of  sov'roign  grace, 
I'll  wait  and  seek  my  Saviour's  face  ; 
Soon  I  a  glorious  crown  shall  share ; 
Till  then  I'll  give  myself  to  prayer. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  233 

HYMN  230.     P.  M. 

1  i^OME,  O  ray  heart,  and  let  us  take 
kJ  An  evening  walk  becoming  thee, 

Now  whither  dost  thou  choose  we  shall  take  our 
course. 
Up  to  Calvary  or  Getlisemane  1 

2  Oh !  Calvary  is  a  mountain  high, 
'Tis  too  difficult  a  task  for  me, 

To  indulge  in  balmy  sleep,  would  far  better  suit 
my  taste, 
Than  Calvary  or  Getlisemane. 

3  O  !  it  would  not  appear  such  a  mountain  high, 
Nor  yet  so  hard  a  task  for  thee, 

If  thou  didst  love  the  man,  who  first  laid  the  plan, 
Of  climbing  the  mountain  Calvary. 

4  I  had  rather  abide  in  the  pleasant  plain, 
My  gay  companions  there  to  see, 

And  to  tarry  awhile,  in  the  joys  of  the  world, 
Than  to  climb  up  the  mountain  of  Calvary. 

5  The  gay  companions  ere  long  will  be  gone, 
Poor  blinded  souls  coidd  they  but  see  ! 

And  if  ever  thou  wouldst  stand,  on    Canaan's 
happy  land, 
Thou  must  first  climb  the  mountain  Calvary. 

C  There  is  no  pleasure  that  I  can  behold, 

'Tis  a  sad  and  dreary  path  to  me. 
And  I  have  heard  them  say,  there  are  lions  in  ttio 
way. 

And  they  lurk  in  the  mountain  Calvary. 

7  True  !  it  is  a  straiglit  ami  narrow  road, 
And  lions  lurk  tliere  for  their  prey. 

But  thou  shalt  have  a  guard,  yea,  the  angels  of 
God, 
Shall  conduct  thee  up  to  Calvary. 

8  T  had  rather  have  peace  and  live  at  my  ease, 
Than  to  be  afflicted  thus  by  thee, 

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234  ZION    SONGSTER. 

When  blooming  youth  is  gone,  and  old  age  comes 

on, 
I  will  then  go  with  thee  to  Calvary, 

9  There  is  no  time  so  good  as  youth, 
To  travel  this  mountain  you  must  see, 

For  when  old  age  comes  on,  with  a  great  load  of 
sin, 
How  then  canst  thou  climb  up  Calvary  t 

10  Oh  conscience  !  thou  art  ever  making  a  noise, 
I  cannot  enjoy  any  peace  for  thee. 

There  is  time  enough  yet,  and  the  journey's  not 
so  great, 
I  can  soon  climb  the  mountain  Calvary. 

11  Oh  hark  !  I  hear  a  doleful  sound. 
And  thou  shouldst  greatly  alarmed  be, 

A  blooming  youth  is  gone,  and  is  sleeping  in  th« 
tomb. 
Who  refused  to  climb  up  Calvary. 

12  Alas  !  I  know  not  what  to  do, 
For  thou  hast  greatly  alarmed  me. 

In  sin  I  have  gone  on,  till  I  fear  I  am  undone, 
Lord  help  me  to  climb  up  Calvary. 

13  O  taiTy  not  in  all  the  plain. 

Lest  it  prove  a  dangerous  snare  to  thee, 
But  look  up  to  the  man  who  was  bruised  for  thy 
sin. 
And  he'll  help  thee  to  climb  up  Calvary. 

HYMN  231.     L.  M. 

1  "DEIIOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door, 

Jj  He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 
You  use  no  other  friend  so  ilL 

2  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed! 
He  will — the  very  friend  you  need  ; 
The  man  of  Nazareth  is  he. 

With  garments  died,  from  Calvary. 


ZION    SOxVGSTER.  235 

3  O  lovely  attitude  !  he  stands 
Witli  melting  heart  and  open  iiands, 

0  matchless  kindness!  and  he  shows 
That  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

4  Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine; 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
Turn  out  tliat  liateful  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

HYMN  232.     L.  M. 

1  /~\n !  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn, 
\J  My  sins  which  liave  thy  body  torn  ; 

Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see, 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  height, 
And  gaze  upon  that  wondrous  sight; 

O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die. 

3  I'd  hang  around  his  feet  and  cry, 
Lord  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die, 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  Father  of  mercy  !  drop  thy  frown, 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son  ; 
And  with  my  broken  heart  comply, 
O  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

5  O  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
If  thou  wouldst  ease  me  of  my  guilt; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  1  die. 

6  O  save  my  soul  from  gaping  hell, 
Or  else  With  devils  I  must  dwell ; 
Oh  !  might  I  enter,  now  I'm  come: 
Lord  Jesus  save,  or  I  am  gone. 


236  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  233.    C.  M. 

1  "p  RAVER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
X     Tittered  or  unexpress'd, 

Tlie  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  faUing  of  a  tear, 

The  upwai-d  glancing  of  an  eyo, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  foi-m  of  speech, 
That  any  lips  can  try  ;  ; 

Praver  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air ; 

His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 
Returning  from  his  ways, 

While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  behold  he  prays. 

6  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one, 
In  word,  in  deed,  in  mind. 

When  with  the  Father  and  the  Bon, 
Their  fellowship  they  find. 

7  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone. 
The  Holy  Spirit  pleads, 

And  Jesus  on  the  Eternal  Throne 
For  sinners  intercedes. 

8  Oh  thou  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ; 

The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod 
Lorl,  teacli  us  l)ow  to  pray. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  237 

HYMN  234.     L.  M. 

1  /^  GOD,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 

\J  That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice ; 
Then  will  I  shout,  then  will  I  sing. 
And  make  tlie  heavenly  arches  ring, 
I'll  sing  and  shout  for  evermore. 
On  that  eternal  happy  shore. 
3  O  hope  of  glory,  Jesus,  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  constant  home ; 
For  the  small  remnant  of  my  days 
1  want  to  sing  and  shout  thy  praise. 
O  give  me,  Lord,  a  heart  to  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day  ; 
To  give  thee  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing, 
And  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 

3  Wlien  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay,    . 

Lord  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  pray ; 

And  praise  thee  witli  my  latest  breath, 

Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Then  brethren,  sisters,  shouting  come, 

My  body  follow  to  the  tomb  : 

And  as  you  march  the  solemn  road, 

Loud  sing  and  shout  the  praise  of  God. 

4  Then  yoa  below,  and  I  above, 

We'll  shout,  and  praise  tlie  God  we  love, 

Until  the  great  tremendous  day, 

When  Gabriel's  trump  sliall  wake  onr  clay, 

Tlien  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring. 

And  shout,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  1 

O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  1 

We'll  shout  through  alUeternity. 

5  Our  race  is  run,  we've  gained  the  prize. 
Then  shall  the  Sov'reign  of  the  skies. 
With  smiles,  unto  his  children  say. 
Come,  reign  with  me  in  endless  day 


238  ZION-    SONGSTER. 

Then  on  that  happy,  happy,  sliore, 
We'll  shout  and  sing  our  sufTrlngs  o'er, 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing, 
Aiid  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

HYMN  235.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME  hstening  angels  attend  whil3  I  sing 
v^  The  wonders  of  Jesus  my  conquering  king, 

Great  things  for  my  soul  he  surely  has  done, 
All  glory  to  God  for  the  gift  of  his  Son. 

2  I  wander'd  in  darkness  a  stranger  to  God, 
Neglected  his  calls  and  despised  his  word  ; 

In  romances  and  novels  I  thought  I  should  pain 
Some  knowledge  of  pleasure,  and  honour  obtain. 

3  At  length  the  gospel  trumpet  did  sound  in  my 

ears, 
And  hunders  from  heaven  awakened  my  fears ; 
The  tears  of  repentance  then  freely  did  run. 
For  slighting  the  Saviour,  alas !  I'm  undone. 

4  One  evening  while  musing  these  words  came 

with  power, 
O  do  not  be  troubled  nor  doubt  any  more  ; 
BeHeve  in  the  word,  believe  also  in  me, 
In  my  Father's  house  there's  a  mansion  for  thee. 

5  '  Tis  the  voice  of  my  Saviour,  my  soul  then  did 

cry. 
On  Calvary  he  suffer'd,  and  for  me  did  he  die, 
His  five  bleeding  wounds  are  now  pleading  for 

me, 
He  offers  me  pardon,  he  bids  me  be  free. 

6  My  soul  is  nowanchor'd  in  the  fountain  of  love, 
My  heart  and  my  treasure  in  lieaven  above ; 
Through  grace  I'm  determin'd  1  ne'er  will  give 

o'er, 
Till  safely  I'm  landed  on  Canaan's  blest  shore. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  239 

HYMN  236.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME  brethren  and  sisters  that  love  our  dear 
\y  Lord, 

1  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word, 
What  a  wonder  of  inercy  !  behold  now  I  see 
What  a  tender  kind  Saviour  has  done  for  poor  me. 

2  I  was  led  by  the  devil  till  lost  and  distress'd„ 

I  thought  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be  cast, 
No  peace  to  my  conscience,  but  all  misery, 
Till  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding  for  me. 

3  O  sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  died ; 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  replied; 
The  "uilt  was  removed,  my  soul  did  rejoice, 
The  blood  was  applied,  the  witness  and  voice. 

4  On  my  low-bended  knees  before  God  I  did  fall 
And  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all; 

The  heart  of  his  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven,  and  peace 

upon  earth, 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth  ; 
Your  sins  are  forgiven,  my  Saviour  did  say, 
Oh,  witness  kind  heaven,  on  this  my  birtli-day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  luunbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground ; 
Tlie  time  of  refreshing  at  length  I  have"  found  ; 

0  Lord,  thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul  witli  thy 

cliarms. 
Let  me  die  like  old  Simeon,  with  Christ  in  my 
arms. 

HYMN  237.     P.  M. 

1  1^  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

yj    Wliom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man 
can  save, 
Surrountled  with  troubles,  withterrour  dismay'd 
With  toiling  and  rowing,  thy  strength  is  decay'd 


240  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

Loud  roaring,  tlie  billows  now  nigh  thee  o'er« 

whelin, 
But  skilful  the  pilot  that  sits  at  the  helm ; 
His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  shall  de 

fend, 
'Till  he  all  victorious,  thy  warfare  shall  end. 

2  0  fearful,  O  faithless,  in  mercy  he  cries. 
What  thougii  high  tlie  surges  to  affright  thee 

arise ; 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall  stand, 
Through  tossings  and  tempests  I'll  bring  thee  to 

land, 
Forget  tliee  I  will  not,  I  care  for  thy  name, 
Engraved  on  my  lieart,  it  sViall  ever  remain  : 
The  palms  of  my  hands,  when  I  look  on  I  see, 
The  wounds  I  received  when  I  suffer'd  lor  thee. 

3  The  fearful,  the  faithless,  the  weak  are  my  care, 
The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I    hear   their   sad 

prayer; 
Through  great  tribulation  my  people  I  bring, 
And  when  they  reach  heaven,  the  louder  they'll 

.sing. 
I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  thy  groans 
For  thou  art  most  nigh  me,  my  flesh  and  my 

bones  ; 
In  all  my  afflictions,  though  great  is  my  pain, 
They  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

4  The  day  of  eternal  salvation  draws  near, 
When  Jesus  our  leader  will  dry  every  tear 
Our  bodies  and  souls  shall  in  glory  partake, 
vVhen  the  trumpet  shall  sound,  and  the  nations 

awake. 
Fight  on,  ye  old  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be  discharged 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasure  enlarged; 
With  singing  and  shouting,  though  Jordan  may 

roar. 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan  and  stand  on  the  shore. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  241 

HYMN  238.     P.  M. 

1  T>  EJOICE,  my  friends,  the  Lord  is  King, 
Xv  Let  all  prepare  to  take  him  in 

Let  Jacob  rise,  and  Zion  sing, 
And  all  the  world  with  pi'aises  ring, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

2  I  long  to  see  the  Christians  join 
In  union  sweet,  and  peace  divine. 

When  every  church  with  grace  shall  shine, 
And  grow  to  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

3  Come,  parents,  children,  bond  and  free, 
Come,  will  you  go  to  heaven  with  me, 
That  glorious  land  of  rest  to  see, 

And  shout  with  me  eternally. 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

4  My  soul  feels  happy  while  I  sing : 
I  feel  that  I  am  on  the  wing  ; 

I'll  shout  salvation  to  my  king, 
Till  I  to  heaven  my  trophies  bring, 
And  there  we'll  give  him  glory. 

.5  A  few  more  days  of  pain  and  wo, 
A  few  more  suffei-ing  scenes  below, 
And  tlien  to  Jesus  we  shall  go, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow, 

And  there  we'll  give  him  glory. 
G  The  awful  trumpet  soon  will  sound. 
And  shake  the  vast  creation  round. 
And  call  the  nations  under  ground  ; 
And  all  the  saints  shall  then  be  crown'd, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

7  Ten  thousand  thunders  then  shall  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole ; 
How  dreadful  to  the  guilty  soul ! 
But  nothing  shall  the  .saints  control, 
They'll  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
31 


242  ZION    SONGSTER. 

8  Then  toars  shall  all  be  wiped  away  ; 
Then  Christians  ne'er  shall  go  astray  ; 
When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay 
We'll  praise  the  Lord  in  endless  day, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

9  There  all  the  saints  shall  join  in  one, 
And  sing  with  Moses  round  the  throne ; 
Their  troubles  are  for  ever  gone, 
They'll  shine  with  God's  eternal  Son, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory 

HYMN  239.     P.  M. 

1  npHE  people    called  Christians,  liow    many 

X   thinsjs  they  tell, 
About  the  land  of  Canaan  where  saints  and  angels 

dwell ; 
But  sin  that  dreadful  ocean,   compasses  them 

around. 
While  its  tide  still  divides  them  from  Canaan's 

happy  ground. 

2  Thousands  have  been  impatient  to  find  their 

passage  through, 
And  with  united  vigour,  have  tried  what  they 

could  do ; 
But  vessels  built  by  human  skill,  have  never 

sail'd  afar, 
Till  they're  found,  run  aground,  on  some  dreadful 

sandy  bar. 

3  The  everlasting  Gospel,  has  launch'd  the  deep 

at  last ; 
Behold  her  sail  suspended  around  her  towering 

masts ; 
Around  her  decks,  in  order,  the  joyful  sailors 

stand, 
Crying,  O!   here  we  go,   to  Immanuel's  happy 

land! 


zrON    SONGSTER.  243 

4  To  those  who  are  spectators,  what  sorrow  must 

ensue, 
To  have  their  old  companions  bid  them  a  long 

adieu ; 
The    pleasures   of  a  paradise   no   longer  them 

Invite : 
They  may  rail  while  we  sail,  but  we'll  soon  be  out 

of  sight. 

5  We're  now  on  the  wide  ocean,  we  bid  them  all 

farewell, 
But  where  we  shall  cast  anchor,  no  mortal  tongue 

can  tell: 
About  our  future  happiness  there  needs  be  no 

debate, 
While  we  ride  on  the  tide,  with  our  Captain  and 

his  Mate. 

6  We're  passengers  united,  with  harmony  and 

love  ! 
The  winds  all  in  our  favour,  how  joyfully  we 

move : 
Tho'  troubles  may  surround  us,  and  raging  billows 

roar, 
We  vrill  sweep  thro'  the  deep,  till  we  land  on 

Canaan's  shore. 

HYMN  240.     C.  M. 

1  QWEET  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 
O  That  when  my  change  shall  cora**. 

Angels  shall  hover  round  my  bed. 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2  There  shall  my  disimbodied  soul, 
View  Jesus,  and  adore  ; 

Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied. 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3  Shedl  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 
On  which  my  guilt  was  lain  ; 

Ilis  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 


244  ZION    SONOSTER. 

4  Soon  too  my  slumb'ring  unst  shall  hear 
The  trumpet's  quick'nfng  sound; 

And,  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  These  eyes  shall  see  him  in  that  day, 
The  Christ  that  died  for  me  : 

And  all  my  rising  bones  shall  say, 
Lord,  who  is  like  to  thee. 

6  If  such  the  views  which  grace  unfolds, 

Weak  as  it  is  below, 
What  raptures  must  the  church  above 
In  Jesu's  presence  know  ! 

7  O  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 
For  ever  with  nse  stay  ; 

Till,  from  her  eartlUy  cage  dismiss'd, 
My  spirit  Hies  away. 

HYMN  241.     L.  M. 

1  /^  MAY  I  worthy  prove  to  see, 
\J  Tlie  saints  in  full  prosperity  ; 

To  see  the  bright,  the  glittering  bride, 
Close  seated  by  her  Saviour's  side. 

CHORUS. 

0  Canaan,  sweet  Canaan,  it  is  a  happy  place^ 
And  Vm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  I'm  glad  that  I  am  born  to  die, 
From  grief  and  wo  my  soul  shall  fly  ; 
IJright  angels  shall  convey  me  home. 
Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 

3  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 

1  hope  to  praise  him  after  death ; 
I  hope  to  praise  him  W'hen  I  die, 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 

4  Farewell,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home, 
My  Saviour  smiles  and  bids  me  come, 
Kind  angels  beckon  me  away, 

To  Fing  his  praise  in  endless  day. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  245 

5  And  when  to  that  bright  word  I  rise, 

And  join  the  anthems  in  the  skies,  • 

Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

6  There  I  shall  see  my  blessed  God, 
And  praise  him  in  his  bright  abode ; 
My  theme  through  all  eternity, 
Shall  glory,  glory,  glory  be. 

HYMN  242.     P.  M. 

1  ''[\/ril>  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  com- 

IVi        plaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHORUS. 
Home,  home,  siceet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace, 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot 

cease, 
Tho'  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee ; 
Tho'  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may  foam, 
All  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 

4  Willie  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day; 
[n  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'cr  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace. 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face: 
Ini'idge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  tliy  throne, 
A/-d  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 


246  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine. 
No  more  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine, 
And  in  tJiy  dear  image,  arise  from  liie  tomb, 
Willi  glorified  miUions  to  praise  thee  at  Home. 

HYMN  243.     P.  M. 

1  n^HE  chariot!  the  chariot!  its  wheels  roll  in 
J-     fire. 

As  the  Lord  comcth  do%vn  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
Bi,'ir-n;oving,  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burthen  of  Godiiead  are 
bow'd. 

2  Tlie  g\oiy !  the  glory  !  around  him  are  poiir'd, 
The  myriads  of  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord ; 
And   the   glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are 

tliere, 
And  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear, 

3  The  trumpet!  the  trumpet!  the  dead  have  all 

heard : 
Ja),  the  depths  of  the  stone-covor'd  monuments 

stirr'd ! 
F)-om  ocean  and  earth,  from  the  south  pole  and 

north, 
i/O,  tile  vast  generation  of  ages  come  forth. 

4  The  judgment!  the  judgment!  the  thrones  are 

all  set, 
VlTiere  the  Lamb  ana  the  white-vested  elders  are 

met; 
All  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  Oh  mercy  !  oh  mercy  !  look  do\vn  from  above, 
Redeemer,  on  us,  thy  sad  childi-en  with  love  I 
When  beneath  to  their  dariiiiess  the  wicked  are 

driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  hcaveui 


ZION    SONGSTER.  247 

HYMN  244.     C.  M. 

1  TTTHEN  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came, 

VV    To  seek  the  promised  land — 
Were  guarded  by  fiery  llamo, 

And  Moses  gave  command — 
The  tow'ring  Billows  of  the  deep 

Gave  them  a  passage  through  ; 
But  O  !  the  late  of  Pharaoh's  troop, 

Lost  in  the  waves  below. 

2  O  camp  of  Israel  now  rejoice, 
While  in  the  wilderness; 

For  Jordan's  streams  you  soon  shall  cross, 

Then  Canaan  you'll  possess. 
Let  Zion's  sons,  and  Levi's  ti'ibe, 

And  Israel's  army  move, 
With  me  prepare  to  offer  prayer, 

While  in  the  tented  grove. 
?,  Leave  all  the  busy  cares  of  life, 

All  worldly  things"  behind  ; 
That  you  may  gather  strength  of  soul, 

And  fortify  the  mind ! 
For  .Icsus  surely  will  be  there, 

To  fire  our  souls  with  love  : 
Tiierefore  I  find  my  heart  inclined, 

To  seek  the  tented  grove. 

4  Come  let  us  all  join  heart  and  voice, 
In  pray'r  and  praises  too  ; 

Let  sinners  weep  and  sainls  rejoice, 

There's  work  for  all  to  do. 
By  faith  we'll  claim  the  promise,  Lord, 

Thy  faithfulness  to  prove. 
Descend,  descend,  oh  sinner's  friend! 

Into  our  tented  grove. 

5  Oh  how  our  hearts  rejoice  to  feel 
The  Holy  Ghost  descend  ! 

While  on  our  knees,  we  humbly  kneel, 
We  find  the  sinner's  Friend; 


248  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  spreading  tlarne  runs  tlirough  tlie  crowd, 

Each  heart  begins  to  move  : 
Tall  sinners  bow,  and  cry  aloud, 

All  round  the  tented  grove. 

6  The  falling  tear  bespeaks  the  load. 
That  lays  upon  each  lieart ; 

And  guilty  conscience  strikes  the  soul, 

With  keen  conviction's  tiart ; 
At  length  by  faith  in  Christ  lie  claims 

His  Saviour's  pard'ning  love, 
And  shouts  of  praise  for  God's  free  grace, 

Ring  through  the  tented  grove. 

7  The  persecuting  sons  of  night, 
Find  nothing  more  to  say  ; 

They  either  yield,  or  quit  the  field. 

And  Israelgains  the  day. 
The  devil's  tottering  kingdom  shakes, 

And  its  foundations  move, 
Such  prayer  we  find,  by  faith  combined, 

Rise  from  the  tented  grove. 

8  O,  sacred  ground  !  delightful  place ! 
Where  God  appears  to 'man ! 

Like  Moses,  we  behold  his  face 

With  but  a  veil  between  : 
But  when  we  rise  to  paradise, 

To  worship  God  above. 
There's  happier  ground  than  we  have  found. 

While  in  the  tented  grove. 

HYMN  245.     P.  M. 

1  TN  time  of  tribulation, 

X  Hear,  Lord,  my  feeble  cries : 
With  humble  supplication. 

To  Thee  my  spirit  flies  , 
My  heart  with  grief  is  breaking, 

Scarce  can  my  voice  complain; 
Mine  eyes  with  tears  kept  waking, 

Si  ill  watch  and  weep  in  vain. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  249 

2  Tlie  days  of  old,  in  vision, 
Bring  vanish'd  ijliss  to  view; 

The  years  of  lost  fruition 

Their  joys  in  pangs  renew : 
Remember'd  songs  of  gladness. 

Through  night's  lone  silence  brought, 
Strike  notes  of  deeper  sadness, 

And  stir  desponding  thought. 

3  Hath  God  cast  off  for  ever  1 
Can  time  his  truth  impair  1 

His  tender  mercy,  never 

Shall  I  presume  to  share  1 
Hath  He,  his  loving  kindness 

Shut  up  in  endless  wrath  1 
No ; — this  is  my  own  blindness, 

That  cannot  see  his  path. 

4  I  call  to  recollection 

The  years  of  his  right  hand : 
And,  strong  in  his  protection, 

Again  through  faith  I  stand  ; 
Thy  deeds,  O  Lord,  are  wonder : 

Holy  are  all  thy  ways ; 
The  secret  place  of  thunder 

Shall  utter  forth  thy  praise. 

5  Thee,  with  the  tribes  assembled, 
Oh  God,  the  billows  saw ; 

They  saw  Thee,  and  they  trembled, 
Turn'd,  and  stood  still,  with  awe  ; 

The  clouds  shot  hail — they  lighten'd  • 
The  earth  reel'd  to  and  fro  ; 

The  fiery  pillar  brighten'd 
The  gulf  of  gloom  below. 

6  Thy  way  is  in  great  waters, 
Thy  footsteps  are  not  known  ; 

Let  Adam's  sons  and  daughters 
Confide  in  Thee  alone 
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250  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

Through  the  wild  sea  Thou  leddest 

Thy  chij.?en  flock  of  yore, 
Still  on  tlic  waves  Thou  treadest, 

And  thy  redeem'd  pass  o'er. 

HYMN  246.     P.  M. 

1  TT7IIEN  weepins:  Mary  came  to  seek 

V  V      iler  loving  Lord  and  Saviour, 
'Twas  early  as  the  morning  broke, 

With  tears  to  gain  his  favour ; 
The  guardian  soldiers  wait  around 

The  tomb  that  held  the  body  ; 
Of  him  whom  she  thought  under  ground 

With  wicked  hands  all  bloody. 

2  But  how  her  mournful  heart  was  torn, 
To  find  the  grave  was  empty  ; 

In  solemn  silence  she  did  moi'irn, 
While  onward  she  did  venture  : 

Two  angels  in  bright  raiment  shone, 
T'  anticipate  her  sorrow ; 

And  say  why  does  this  creature  m.oaii, 
AJid  wiiy  this  gloomy  hovrour  1 

3  Why  weep  ye,  Mary?  they  did  say 
Why  are  you  thus  in  mourning?  ' 

Because  they've  ta'en  my  Lord  away. 

Whom  I  thought  to've'seen  this  morning 
I'll  sigh  and  weep,  poor  Mary  said, 

Till  I  know  where  they'vc'laid  him  ! 
Then  quickly  turning  round  her  head. 

Began  for  to  upbraid  them. 

4  As  Jesus  by  her  stood  unkno^vn, 
She  thought  he  was  the  gard'ner; 

In  flowing  tears  she  made  hei  moan, 
Not  knowing  it  was  her  pard'ner: 

Come  tell  me  where  you've  laid  my  Lord 
Exclaimed  poor  weeping  Mary ; 

Some  comfort  to  my  mind  afford. 
So  much  oppress'd  and  wearied. 


ZIOJM    SONGSTER.  251 

5  O  weeping  Mary  !  said  the  man  ;^ 

She  then  perceived  her  Saviour; 
And  to  liis  teet  she  weeping  ran, 

Not  fearing  harm  or  danger. 
And  now  like  Mary  let  us  go, 

And  kiss  the  feet  of  Jesus, 
He'll  banish  all  our  grief  and  wo, 

From  sorrow  he'll  relieve  us. 

HYMN  247.     P.  M. 

1  TTT'IIEN  toss'd  on  erronr's  stormy  tide, 

VV      From  doubt  to  darkness  driven, 
'Twas  thine  my  wandering  thoughts  to  guide, 
And  bid  the  world  no  more  divide. 
My  erring  heart  from  heaven. 

2  As  more  to  fancy's  wildering  song, 
That  heart's  applause  was  given  : 

To  charm  it  from  the  joyless  throng. 
Thy  warning  bpem'd  to'breathe  along, 
The  holy  lyre  of  heaven. 

3  But  though  the  warning  voice  was  sweet 
As  the  last  sigh  of  evpn, 

My  soul,  within  its  dark  retreat, 
Reluctant  shrunk,  and  fear'd  to  meet 
A  messenger  from  heaven. 

4  Yet  soon  the  chain  that  bound  ray  soul, 
By  mercy's  hand  was  riven  ; 

I  saw  the  clouds  asunder  roll, 
And  truth,  unerring  as  the  pole, 
AUur'd  me  back  to  heaven. 

5  My  grateful  heart  must  ever  glow, 
While  life  and  strength  are  given  ; 

With  feelings,  those  alone  can  know, 
Whom  thou  hast  led  to  seek  below, 
The  blissful  hope  of  heaven. 


252  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  248.     P.  M. 

1  T T7HEN  pulse  beats  low  and  cheeks  grow 

V  T  pale^ 

And  storms  of  life  are  fiercely  driven ; 
When  fairest  prospects,  quickly  fail, 
How  sweet  to  have  a  hope  in'heaven. 

2  When  friends,    that  seem'd   most   near   and 

dear, 
Are  from  our  bosoms  swiftly  riven. 
And  life's  bright  joys  in  gloom  appear, 
How  svi'eet  to  have  a  hope  in  heaven. 

3  When  lone  and  wand'riug  far  from  home, 
No  kind  rehef  to  us  is  given  ; 

O,  what  would  then  of  us  become, 
If  we  had  not  a  hope  in  heaven. 

4  And  when  the  end  is  drawing  nigh, 

Of  life,  through  whicti  we  long  have  striven  ; 
And  we  at  last  must  droop  and  die. 
How  sweet  to  have  a  hope  in  heaven. 

HYMN  249.     P.  M. 

1  TT7"HEN  by  sin,  overwhelm'd  shame  covers 

VV  our  face, 

We  look  unto  Jesus,  who  saves  us  by  grace ; 
We  call  on  his  name,  from  (lie  gulf  of  despair 
And   he   plucks    us    from    hell,    in    answer   to 
prayer : 
Prayer,  sweet  prayer. 
Be  it  ever  so  feeble,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 

2  When  trials  afflict  us,  and  sorrows  o'ertiow, 
When  patience  is  weary  or  sunk  into  wo, 

If  to  him  we  look,  on  him  cast  our  care, 
We  find  certain  relief,  in  answer  to  prayer: 

Prayer,  sweet  prayer. 
In  all  our  distresses,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 


ZION    SON'GSTER.  253 

3  When  God  we   approacli,  through  the  Son  of 

his  love, 
Both  his  meixy  and  truth  we  know  we  shall  prove  ; 
For  our  comfort  and  peace,  his  arm  is  made  bare, 
And  his  grace  we  receive,  ia  answer  to  prayer: 

Prayer,  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  immble  tliere's  nothing  like  prayer. 

4  When  sickness  assails,  and  to  death  we  draw 

near. 
We'll  face  the  grim  monster,  divested  of  fear, 
In  Jesus' s  love,  we  shall  have  a  full  share, 
Wliile  the  flame  is  kept  bright  in  answer  to  prayer : 

Prayei,  sweet  prayer. 
Both  in  hfe  and  in  death  there's   nothing  like 

prayer ! 

HYMN  250.     P.  M. 

1  /^  MY  Lord  !  I've  often  mused 
\y    On  thy  wondrous  love  to  me  ; 

How  I  have  the  same  abused, 

Slighted,  disregarded  thee  1 
To  thy  church  and  thee  a  stranger, 

Pleased  with  what  displeased  thee  ; 
Losf^  yet  could  perceive  no  danger  ; 

Wounded,  yet  no  wound  could  see. 

2  But  unwearied  thou  pui'su'dst  me ; 
Still  thy  calls  repeated  came, 

Till  on  Calvary's  mount  1  view'd  thee, 

Bearing  my  reproach  and  blame  : 
Then  o'erwlielm'd  with  shame  and  sorrow, 

Whilst  I  view  each  pierced  limb. 
Tears  bedew  the  scourge's  furrow, 

Mingling  with  the  purple  stream. 

3  I  no  more  at  Mary  wonder. 
Dropping  tears  upon  the  grave  ; 

Earnest  asking  all  around  her, 
Where  is  he  who  died  to  save. 


254  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Dying  love  her  heart  attracted : 

Soon  she  felt  his  risia"; power; 
He  who  Mary  thus  affected, 

Bids  his  mourners  weep  no  more. 

HYMN  251.     P.  M. 

1  "TT 7IIEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest 

VV  is  streaming, 

When  o'er  the  dark  waves  the  red  lightning  is 

gleaming, 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray  the  poor  seamen  to  cherish, 
We  fly    to  our  Maker  :    "  Save,  Lord  !     or  wo 

perish." 

2  O  Jesus,  oncerock'd  on  the  breast  of  the  billow 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  clierish, 

Who  cries  in  his  anguish,  "  Save,  Lord !  or  we 
perish." 

3  And  O  !   when    the   whirlwind  of  passion  is 

raging. 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  wild  warfare  is  waging, 
Then  send  down  thy  Spirit  thy  ransom'd  to  che- 
rish, 
Rebuke  the   destroyer:    "Save,    I^rd!  or   we 
perish." 

HYMN  252.     P  M. 

1  -TTTHEN  shall  I  see  the  day, 

V  V      That  ends  my  woes  1 
When  shall  I  vict'ry  gain, 

O'er  all  my  foesl 
When  will  the  trumpet  sound, 

That  calls  the  exile  home  ? 
The  grand  Sabbatick  year. 

When  will  it  come  1 

2  A  crown  of  glory  bright, 
By  faith  I  see, 

In  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Prepar'd  for  me. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  255 

0  may  I  faithful  prove, 

And  keep  them  in  my  view; 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 

My  way  pursue. 

3  Jesus,  be  thou  my  guide 
My  steps  attend; 

O  keep  me  near  thy  side, 

Be  tliou  my  friend ; 
Be  thr.u  my  shield  and  sun, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  guard ; 
And,  when  my  work  is  done, 

My  great  rewafd. 

4  O  how  I  long  to  see 
That  happy  day, 

When  sorrow,  sin,  and  pain, 

Shall  fiee  away ; 
When  all  the  heav'nly  tribes 

Shall  find  their  long  sought  home ; 
The  Jubilee  of  heav'n, 

When  will  it  come  1 

HYMN  253.     P.  M. 

1  f^OME  and  taste  along  with  me, 

\J  Consolation  running  free  ; 
From  our  Father's  wealthy  tlirone, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey-comb. 


You'll  praise  God,  and  Pll  praise  God, 
And  tve'll  all  praise  Gnd  together ; 

I'll  praise  Vie  Lord  for   the   work    that  he  hat 
donf^, 
And  ice'll  bless  his  name  for  ever. 

2  Wherefore  should  I  feast  alone  1 
Two  are  better  far  than  one  : 
All  that  come  with  free  good  will, 
Make  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 


256  ZION    SONGSTER 

3  Now  I  go  to  mercy's  door, 
Asking  for  a  little  more  ; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

4  Goodness,  running  hkc  a  stream 
Through  the  New  Jerusalem, 

By  a  constant  breaking  forth. 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

5  Saints  and  angels  sing  alovid, 
To  behold  the  shining  crowd. 
Coming  in  at  mercy's  door. 
Making  still  the  number  more. 

6  Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there, 
Comfort  flowing  every  where, 

And  I  boldly  do  profess 
That  my  soul  hath  got  a  taste. 

7  Now  I'll  go  rejoicing  home, 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume  : 
Finding  manna  on  the  road. 
Dropping  from  the  throne  of  God 

8  Oh  return,  ye  sons  of  grace, 
Turn  and  see  God's  smiling  face  ; 
Hark  !  he  calls  backshders  home. 
Then  from  him  no  longer  roam. 

HYMN  254.     L.  M. 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

-»-  What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  give 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  Head. 

2  He  lives  triumphant  o'er  the  grave. 
He  lives  eternally  to  save, 

He  lives  all  glorious  in  the  sky. 
He  lives  exalted  up  on  high. 

3  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love. 
He  lives  to  plead  my  cause  above. 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  ol  need. 


ZION     SONGSTER.  257 

4  lie  lives  to  give  me  full  supplies, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eyes, 
lie  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  ray  soul's  complaint. 

5  lie  lives  to  crush  the  tiends  of  hell, 
He  lives,  and  doth  within  nic  dwell ; 
He  lives  to  heal,  and  keep  me  whole, 
lie  lives  to  guard  my  feeble  soul. 

6  lie  lives  to  banish  all  my  fears, 
He  lives  to  wipe  away  tnv  tears, 
He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 

7  He  lives  my  kind  and  gracious  friend, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end, 

He  lives  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing. 

8  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name, 
He  lives  my  Jesus  still  the  same, 

Oh  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives ! 
"I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives." 

HYMN  255.     C.  M. 

1     A  MAZING  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sounds 
J\    That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, — 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear. 
And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd  ; 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  behev'd  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 

'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me. 
His  word  my  hopes  secures ; 

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258  ZIOX    SOXGSTEIl. 

He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  eiidui'cs. 

E  Yes,  when  this  llesli  and  he;irt  shall  fail, 

And  monal  life  shall  cease  ; 
1  .shall  possess  within  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 
6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow. 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God,  who  call'-d  me  liere  below 

Will  be  for  ever  mine. 

HYMN  256.      P.  AI. 

1  "OXLISTED  into  the  cause  of  sii 
1^  Wliy  sliould  a  good  be  evil  7 

Musick,  alas !  too  long  has  been 

Press'il  to  obey  the  devil : 
Drunken,  or  lewd,  orlight,  tlie  lay 

Flows  to  the  soul's  undoin^^ 
Widens  and  strews  with  llowers  ihi      ay 

Down  to  our  utter  ruin. 

2  Who  on  the  past  of  God  will  rise  1 
Innocent  sounils  recover; 

Fly  on  the  prey,  and  seize  the  prize 

Plunder  the  carnal  lover  ? 
Strip  him  of  every  moving  strain. 

Every  meltnig  measure, 
Musick  in  virtue's  cause  retain, 

Rescue  the  holy  pleasure. 

3  Come  let  us  try  if  Jesus's  love 
Will  not  as  well  inspire  us : 

This  is  the  theme  of  those  above. 
This  upon  earth  shall  fire  us; 

Try  if  your  hearts  are  tuned  to  sing 
Is  tliere  a  subject  greater  7 

Harmony  all  its  strains  may  bring, 
•Tesus's  name  is  sweeter. 

4  .Tesus  the  soid  of  musick  is. 
His  is  the  noblest  passion  ; 


ZION    SONGSTER.  259 

Jesus's  name  is  life  and  peace, 

Hapjiiness  and  salvation : 
Jesus's  name  the  dead  can  raise, 

Sliovv  us  our  sins  forgiven, 
Fill  us  with  all  lUc  life  of  grace. 

Carry  us  up  to  heaven. 

5  Who  hath  a  right  like  us  to  sing, 
Us  who  his  mercy  raises  ! 

Merry  our  hearts,  for  Clirist  is  King, 

Joyful  are  all  our  faces. 
Who  of  liis  love  doth  oncc'partake. 

He  in  the  I.,ord  rejoices  ; 
Melody  in  our  hearts  we  make, 

Melody  with  our  voices. 

6  Then  let  us  in  his  praises  join ; 

Triumpli  in  his  salvation; 
Glory  ascribe  lo  iMve  divine, 

Worship  and  adoration : 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 

Open'd  in  each  believer; 
Only  believe,  and  still  sing  on, 

Heaven  is  ours  for  ever. 

HYMN  257.     P.  M. 

1  /~\H  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God  i 
\J  And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching 

his  word ; 
With  watching  and  fasting  my  soul  was  oppress'd, 
Nor  would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  bless'd. 

2  The  tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  appear, 
According  to  promise,  he  answer'd  my  prayer  ;- 
And  glory  is  open'd  in  Hoods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion's  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The  ne\vs  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroatL 
And  sinners  come  crying,  and  weeping  to  God; 
Their  mourning  and  praying  is  heard  very  loud,  . 
And  many  find  favour  in  Jesus's  blood. 


260  ZION    SONGSTER. 

4  Here  are  more,  my  dear  Saviour,  who  fall  at 

thy  feel, 
Oppress'd  by  a  burden  enormously  great; 
Oil  I'aise  tlieni,  ray  Jesus,  to  tell  of  tliy  love, 
And  shout  liallelujahs  with  angels  above. 

5  I'll  sing,  and  I'll  shout,  and  I'll  shout  and  TU 

sing; 
Oh  God  make  the  nations  in  praises  to  ring 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus's  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  ciiy  above. 

6  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariot,  it  seems  to  draw 

near: 
Oh  come,  my  dear  Saviour,  let  glory  appear 
We  long  to  be  singing  and  shouting  above, 
With  angels  overwlielm'd  in  Jesus's  love. 

HYMN  258.    P.  M. 

1  (~\1i  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 
\J  With  love  and  thanksgiving  I  fall  at  thy  feet; 

The  sacrifice  otTcr,  my  soul,  llesh,  and  bloori, 
To  thee,  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my  God. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord 
I  love  tliee,  my  Saviour,  1  love  thee,  my  God! 

I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show : 

3  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain; 
They  cannot  unriddle  the  heavenly  tlame ; 
I'm  sure  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  I  had, 
IjCQuld  not  the  mystery  completely  describe. 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  oh  wondrous  account  J 
My  joys  are  immortal — I  stand  on  tlie  mount ; 

t  gaze  on  my  treasure  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  the  kingdom  to  share 

5  Oh  Jesus  my  Saviour,  in  thee  I  am  blest ! 
My  life  and  my  treasure,  my  joy,  and  my  rest, 


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Thy  grace  be  my  theme,  and  thy  name  be  my 

song, 
Thy  love  doth  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

6  Oh  who   is  like  Jesus !   he's  Salem's  bright 

King; 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing ; 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  and  bow  to  his  will, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  do  fill. 

HYMN  259.     P.  M. 

1  /^H  Jesus,  my  Saviour !  I  knowlhou  art  mine  j 
\_/  For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  earth  I  resign : 

Of  objects  most  pleasing,  I  love  thee  the  best; 
Without  thee  I'm  wretched,  but  with  thee  I'm 
blest. 

2  Thou  art  my  rich  treasure,  my  joy  and  my  love, 
(None  richer  possess'd  by  the  angels  above ;) 
For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  sense  I  forego, 
And  wander  a  pilgrim  despised  below. 

3  Thy  Spirit  first  taught  me  to  know  I  was  blind, 
And  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to  find : 

For  when  I  was  sinking  in  dreadful  despair, 
My  Jesus  reUev'd  me  and  bid  me  not  fear. 

4  In  vain  I  attempt  to  describe  what  I  feel : 
The  language  of  mortals  for  ever  must  fail; 
My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul's  in  a  flame : 
I'm  rais'd  into  rapture  while  praising  his  name. 

5  Though  weak  and  despised,  by  faith  I  now  stand, 
Prfiserv'd  and  defended  by  heaven's  kind  hand; 
By  Jesus  supported.  I'll  praise  hia  dear  name, 
Regardless  of  danger,  of  praise,  or  of  blame. 

6  I  find  him  in  singing,  I  find  him  in  prayer ; 
fn  sweet  meditation  he  always  is  near: 

My  constant  companion,  oh  may  we  not  part  ! 
Ail  glory  to  Jesus,  who  dwells  in  my  heart. 


262  ZION    SONGSTER. 

7  If  evei- 1  lov'fi,  sure  I  love  thee,  my  Lord, 

I  love  tliy  dear  jieoiile,  ihy  ways,  and  lljy  worcJ; 
I  love  all  luy  breitireii,  I  love  siiiiierd  too, 
Since  Jesus  has  died  to  redeem  ihem  from  wo. 

8  When  happy  in  Jesus,  I  regard  not  tlie  proud, 
Tho'  siimers  de-spise  me  for  blioiiiinj?  so  loud; 
For  dealli  will  soon  call  me,  and  ihen  I  shall  (\y, 
To  praise  my  dear  Jesus  in  mansions  on  hiijh. 

9  Through  millions  of  ages  sweet  notes  I'll  employ 
In  praising  njy  Jesus,  my  liope  and  my  joy  : 
The  glorified  spirits,  and  angels  around, 

Shall  all  be  delighted  to  join  the  glad  sound. 

HYMN  260.     P.  M. 

1  QAT.VaTION   to   Jesus,   he's    Zion's    bright 
O    King! 

Oh  God,  let  thy  praises  through  all  the  earth  ring. 
We  hear  from  the  east,  from  the  west,  south  and 

north. 
To  conquer  the  nations  the  Lord's  going  forth. 

2  Salvation  to  Jesus !  let  all  the  world  know, 
He  died  to  redeem  us  from  sorrow  and  wo, 
lie  rose  to  ensure  us  a  justified  slate — 
Come,  seek  his  salvation  before  it's  too  late. 

3  Salvation  to  Jesus,  he's  now  gone  above, 
Where  he  will  prej)are  for  us  niansions  of  love; 
He's  sent  down  the  Comforter  into  the  world, 
And  causes  salvation  from  Zion  to  roll. 

4  Salvation  to  Jesus!  his  mercy  abounds. 

And  sitmers  take  shelter  in  his  precious  wounds: 
They  are  weepiiig,  and  praying,  and  coming  to 

God, 
And  finding  redemf)tion  in  Jesus's  blood. 

5  Salvation  to  Jesus !  my  soul  is  alive — 

His  word  is  now  spreading — his  work  doth  revive, 
Oh  God  shake  the  nations  imtil  they  submit, 
And  bow  down  witli  pleasure  at  Jesus's  feet 


ZIOx\    SONGSTER.  2G3 

f>  Salvation  to  Jesus,  my  soul's  in  a  flame  ; 
1  virir  ill  sweet,  rapture  s.1  th'  sound  of  his  name: 
tSiiout  all  the  creation  below  ami  above. 
Asi!ribin^  salvation  to  Jesus's  lovcr 

7  Salvation  to  .Tesus,  he'll  ciuickly  appear 

In  brif^ht  shining  glory  !  lie's  now  drawing  near: 
I'm  goini;,  my  brethren,  to  nieet  him  above, 
Whore  I  shall  eternally  feast  on  his  love. 

8  Salvation  to  Jesus,  shall  there  he  my  songj^ 

ril  meet    all  my   brethren    around    the    bright 

throne : 
With  loud  hallclujalis  all  heaven  shall  ring, 
Salvation  !  Salvation !  to  Jesus  my  King  I 

HYMN  261.     P.  M. 

I  T  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  Hove  thee,  my  Love, 
i.  I  long  thy  salvation  more  fnlly  to  prove  ! 

1  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee, — on  wliyl 
Because  my  dear  Saviour  for  sinners  did  die. 

2  1  love  thee,  I  love  lliee,  my  Lord  knows  it  welL 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  tell  ; 
From  hell  and  danmalion  my  soul  tliou  didst  free, 
From  black  desperation  a  rebel  hke  me. 

3  On  Zion's  bright  mountain  this  news  I  will  tell, 
The  strains  of  redemption  my  bosom  shall  swell; 
Willi  angelick  ardour  his  love  I'll  proclaim, 
Redemption  for  sinners,  in  Jesus's  name. 

4  Redemption,   redemption,  through  Zion   shall 

ring, 
Li  the  llaine  of  redemption  her  converts  shall 

sing ; 
Redemption,  redemption,  through  Jesus's  blood, 
Is  streaming  from  Calv'ry,  and  rolls  like  a  flood. 
J)  We'll  talk  of  redemption  while  we  stay  below, 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  when  ujjward  we  go  ! 
Wlien  the  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon  turn'd 

to  blood,  [Cod. 

We'll  sliout  full  redemption  in  the  kingdom  of 


264  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  WTicn  sinking  in  sorrow  free  grace  diJ  abountl, 
Pursued  by  the  devil,  redemption  we  found  : 
Our  harps  to  redemption,  we'll  tune  ev'ry  string, 
Through  heaven's  high  arches  redemption  shall 

ring. 

7  Redemption,  redemption,  to  him  tliat  was  slain, 
We'll  outsing  the  angels  in  this  he%vnly  strain ; 
Redemption  through  Jesus  for  ever  weMl  cry  ;  . 
For  men,  not  for  angels,  the  Saviour  did  die. 

8  All  glcry,  all  glory  to  Jesus's  name, 

All  wisdom  and  power  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ; 
To  him  who  redeem'dus,  the  great  One  in  Three, 
Hosanna,  hosanna  through  eternity 

9  The  song  of  creation  bright  angels  may  sing, 
But  we'll    sing  redemption  through  Jesus  our 

King; 
Through  ages  eternal  this  song  shall  be  sung, 
While  Jesus's  glory  inspires  every  tongue 

HYMN  262.     P.  M. 

1  rx^HE  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness  and 
JL  love. 

In  Eden  once  flowing  in  streams  from  above, 
Refresh'd  every  moment  the  fi-rst  happy  pair, 
Till  sin  stopp'd  the  torrent,  and  brougiu  in  despair. 

2  Oh  wretched    condition  !    what  anguish    and 

pain ! 
They  thirst  for  the  fountain,  and  seek  it  in  vain ; 
To  sin's  bitter  waters  they  fly  for  relief. 
They  drink,   but  the  draft  .still   increases  their 

grief. 

3  Glad  tidings!   glad  tidings!  no  more  v%-e  com. 

plain  ! 
Our  Jesus  lias  open'd  tlie  fountain  again  : 
Now  mingled  with  mercy,  and  rich  with  free 

grace, 
From  Zion  'tis  flowing  to  all  the  lost  race. 


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i  IIow  happy  the  prospect !    how  pleasant  the 

road  ! 
When  led  down  the  stream  by  the  angel  of  God; 
Tliough  shallow  at  first,  yet  we  find  it  at  last, 
A  river  so  boundless  it  ctiniiot  be  past. 

5  Come  sinners,  poor  sinners  !  it's  boundless  and 

free, 
In  Eden  once  flowing,  'twas  open'd  for  thee  ; 
This  water  has  virtue  to  heal  all  complaints — 
Come,  drink,  ye  diseased,  and  rejoice  with  the 

saints. 

6  Say  not,  "I'm  a  sinner,  and  must  not  partake," 
For  this  very  reason  the  Lord  bids  you  take  ; 
Say  not,  ''Too  unworthy,  the  vilest  of  all :" 

For  such,  not  the  lighteous,  the  Lord  came  to  calL 

7  Come,  all  ye  dead  sinners,  here  hfe  you  may 

find; 
Come,  all  ye  poor  beggars,  ye  halt  and  ye  blind  ; 
The  Spirit  invites  you,  the  Bride  bids  you  too  ; 
Come,  call  all  your  neighbours,  they're  welcome 

with  you. 

3  Come,  Christians,  let's  venture  along  down  tha 

stream ; 
The  shallows  are  pleasing,  but  oh  let  us  swim : 
Let's  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  infinite  love, 
And  wash,  and  be  pure  as  the  angels  above. 

HYMN  263.    L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

XjL  And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise: 
lie  justly  claims  a  song  from  me. 
His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
He  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
lie  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  niv  way  oppose, 


266  ZION  SONGSTER. 

He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kiailuess,  oh  how  strong  ! 

4  ^Vhen  troubles,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Have  gather'd  thick,  andlhunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  ; 
His  loving  kindness,  oh  how  good! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  fi'om  my  .lesus  to  depart ; 
Though  oft  his  mercies  I've  forgot, 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  nmst  fail ! 
Oh  !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  that  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  witli  rai)ture  and  sui-pi'ise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  264.     L.  M. 

l"jVrOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
±\  To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  Til  raise! 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  tlungs  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  power  confess, 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express  ; 

But  oh  his  love,  what  tongue  can  tell ! 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  tilings  well. 

3  I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
But  yet  he  undertook  my  cause, 

To  save  me,  though  I  did  rebel: 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
^Vhat  mercy  has  he  made  me  prove  ! 
Mercy  which  doth  all  praise  excel; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well 


ZION    SONGSTER.  267 

5  If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Dill  on  aie  lay  iiis  cliasl'uiiig  rod, 
1  knew,  wliaiLver  u,e  bclell. 

My  Jesus  would  do  all  iliings  wel). 

6  Though  many  a  fiery  tlaining  dart 
He  aim'd  to  wound  me  to  tlic  heart; 
With  this  I  all  their  rage  repel, 

My  Jesus  haUi  done  all  things  well. 

7  Ofttimcs  my  Lord  his  face  did  hide, 
To  make  nie  pray  or  kill  my  pride  ; 
Yet  on  my  mind  it  siill  doth  dwell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

8  Soon  I  shall  pass  the  vale  of  death. 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath; 
Then,  then  my  hap()y  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  tilings  well. 

9  And  when  to  tliat  brigtit  world  1  rise, 
And  join  the  seraphs  in  Ihe  skies  ; 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell. 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

HYMN  265.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS  I  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

«i    A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  1 
Asham'd  of  thee  1  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  daya 

2  Asham'd  o*"  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  neon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he. 
Bright  Morning  Stai',  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No — when  Iblush,  be  tliis  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 


268  ZION     SONGSTER. 

5  Asharn'd  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away  ; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
iS'o  fears  to  quelle  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And  oh  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
I'hat  Christ  is  not  asiiam'd  of  xne. 

7  His  institutions  I  will  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross  the  shame  despise; 
Dare  to  defend  this  noble  cause. 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  266.     P.  M. 

1  /GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
VT  Zion,  city  of  our  God! 

He  whose  words  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode  ; 

On  the  rocV  of  ages  founded, 
What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  1 

With  salvation's  walls  surrounded. 
Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See!  the  streams  of  living  .vaters 
Spnnging  from  eternal  love. 

Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daugliters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  1 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  givefj 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  I 

For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near; 

Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 
I-ight  by  night,  and  sliade  by  day; 

Safe  they  (ced  upon  tlie  manna 
Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  269 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 
Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood ! 

Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 
Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God: 

'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 
Over  self  to  reign  as  kings ; 

And  as  priests  his  solemn  praises,  • 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 

5  Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I,  through  grace,  a  member  am  ; 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure. 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure. 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

HYMN  267.    L.  M. 

1  TTARK!  don't  you  hear  the  Turtle  Dove, 
XJ.  The  tokens  of  redeeming  love  ! 

From  hill  to  hill  we  hear  the  sound. 
The  neighbouring  valleys  echo  roundl 
oil  Zion  I  hear  the  Turtle  Dove, 
The  tokens  of  redeeming  love  : 
They're  come  the  barren  land  to  cheer, 
And  welcome  in  the  jubilee  year. 

2  The  winter's  past,  the  rain  is  o'er, 
We  feel  the  chilling  winds  no  more  ; 
Sweet  spring  is  come,  and  summer  too, 
All  things  appear  divinely  new  ; 

On  Zion's  mount  the  watchmen  cry. 
The  resurrection's  drawing  nigh ; 
Behold  the  nations  from  abroad 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds  both  far  and  nigh, 
'•'  Oh  sinners,  turn  !  why  will  you  die  1" 
How  can  you  stand  the  gospel  charms? 
Enlist  -with  Christ,  gird  on  your  arms: 


270  ZIOX    SOxVGSTER. 

These  are  llie  days  tliat  were  foretold 
In  ancient  times  by  proplicts  oiii; 
Tliey  long"d  to  see'  this  jrlorious  liirht, 
Biit  all  have  died  without  the  sight. 

4  The  latter  days  have  now  come  on, 
And  fugitives  are  flocking  home  ; 
Behold  them  crowd  the  gospel  roati, 
All  pressing  for  the  mount  of  God. 
Oh  yes,  and  I  will  join  the  band — 

Oh  here's  my  heai-t,  and  here's  my  hand; 
With  Satan's  bands  no  more  I'll  be, 
But  fight  for  Christ  and  libei-fy. 

5  His  banner  soon  shall  be  unfurl'd, 
Anri  he  will  come  to  judge  the  world; 
On  Zion's  mountain  we  will  stand, 
Surrounded  by  fair  Canaan's  land. 
The  sun  and  moon  shall  darken'd  be, 
The  tlames  consume  the  land  and  sea  ; 
When  worlds  on  worlds  together  blaze, 
VV'ell  shout,  and  loud  hosannas  raise. 

HYMN  263.     P.  M. 

!  "VTE  servants  of  God.  your  Master  proclaim, 
JL    And  publish  abroad  his  wondeiifiil  name 
The  name  all  victorious  of  .Tesus  extol ! 
His  kingdom  is  glorious  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ru'M?tli  on  high,  almighty  to  save, 
And  still  he  is  ni<ih.  his  presence  we  have: 
The  great  congregation  his  triumphs  shall  sing 
Ascribing  salvation  tn  .Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honour  t!u?  Son  : 
Our  Jesus's  praises  the  angels  proclaim, 

Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory,  and  power,  and  wisdo:n,  and  might, 
All  lionour  and  blessing,  with  an-rels  above ; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  and  infinite  love. 


ZIO^     SONGSTER.  271 

HYMN  269.     L.  M. 

1  /^H  who  will  come  and  go  with  niel 
\J  I'm  bound  fair  Canaan's  land  to  see: 

I'll  join  wiih  those  who' re  gone  before, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  are  no  more. 

2  A  few  more  rolling  years  at  most 
Will  land  my  soul  on  Canaan's  coast; 
There,  on  the  mount  of  sweet  repose, 
ril  bid  adieu  to  all  my  woes. 

3  O  may  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
And  never  end  the  blessed  song; 
Oh  may  I  always  persevere, 

And  never  stop  till  I  get  there. 

4  Oh  what  a  happy  time  'twill  be, 
When  I  my  friends  in  heaven  shall  see! 
There  we  may  tell  our  suff'riiiss  o'er, 
When  we  sluill  reach  that  happy  shore. 

5  Oh  what  a  happy  company  I 
May  I  be  there  that  sight  to  see. 
Anil  join  in  praise  to  .lesus's  name, 
All  glorious  in  Jerusalem. 

6  I  little  thouglit  he'd  been  so  nighl 

His  speaking  makes  me  laugh  and  cry; — 
He  said,  "I'm  come  for  thee,  my  love, 
I  have  a  place  for  thee  above." 

7  Now^  here's  my  heart  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land  ; 

My  hand  again  I  give  to  thee. 
Hoping  thy  face  in  heaven  to  see. 

HYMN  270.     P.  M. 

I  T  ET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder, 

I  J  Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 
He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thumier; 
He  has  qucnch'd  Mount  Sinai's  tlame: 
He  has  wash'd  us  with,  his  blood, 
He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 


272  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bouglit  us, 
Pitied  us  wtien  enemies ; 

Call'd  us  by  hid  grace,  and  taught  us ; 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes : 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  hir,  blood, 
lie  presents  our  souls  to  God. 

3  Let  us  sing  though  fierce  temptation 
Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down, 

For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation. 
Holds  in  view  the  conqu'ror's  crovsTi : 
He  who  washed  us  with  his  blood, 
Soon  will  bring  ud  home  to  God. 

HYMN  271.     P.  M. 

1  /^OME  friends  and  relafwns,  let's  join  hcan 
KJ  and  hand, 

The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ; 
Let's  all  walk  together,  and  follow  the  sound, 
And  march  to  the  place  where  redemption  ia 
found. 

2  The  place  it  is  hidden  by  reason  of  sin, 
You  can't  see  the  sorrowful  state  you  are  in  ; 
You're  blinded,  polluted,  in  prison  and  pain — 
Oh  how  can  such  rebels  redemption  obtain  ! 

3  The  place  is  obscured,  and  darkly  conceal'd, 
Nor  can  mortals  know  it  until  it's  reveal'd; 
The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  him  we  will  go, 

And  there  find  redemption  from  sorrow  and  wo. 

4  And  if  yon  are  wounded  and  bruis'd  by  the  fall, 
Rise  up  and  press  forward,  fc^yon  he  doth  call, 
Or  if  you  are  tempced  to  doiibtor  ilespair, 
Then  come  home  to  Jesus,  redemption  is  there. 

5  And  you,  my  dear  brethren,  that  love  your  dear 

Lord, 
Who  have  wilness'd  free  pardon  by  faith  in  his 
word, 


ZIOX    SOiN'GSTER.  273 

I,et  patience  atlend  you  wliorever  you  so, 
Vour  Saviour  lias  purchased  salvation  tor  you. 

6  We  read  of  conunotions  and  signs  in  the  skies, 
The  sun  and  tlie  moon  sliall  be  cltJtli'd  in  dis<;ui.se  ; 
And  wlien  you  shall  see  all  these  Inkeiis  appear, 
Tlieii  lilt  up  your  heads,  your  redenijiiioii  is  near. 

7  Oh  then  tlie  archangel  tlie  trumpet  sli;>ll  sound, 
Aiul  wake  all  the  nations  that  sleep  uuiler  grouud, 
The  sound  oi'tlie  tnunpet  sludl  ijid  you  arise, 

To  meet  your  redemption  with  joy  in  the  skies. 

8  And  then  loving  Jesus  our  souls  will  recen ».', 
From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  relieve  ; 
Tiien  we  shall  be  perfect,  and  liappy,  and  free, 
And  sing  of  redemption  whci'ever  we  be. 

HYxMN  272.     P.  M. 

1  ^.OME,  all  wlio  liave  mercy  througli  .Tcsus 
v^^    obtain  (I, 

The  hope  of  salvation  and  pardon  regain'd; 
Come  join  in  an  anthem,  let  jiraises  abound. 
And  tell  all  around  us  what  treasures  we've  Ibrmd. 

2  When  sin,  like  a  mountain  tremendously  great. 
My  soul  fiil'd  with  horrour  to  view  my  sad  late  ; 
On  the  brink  of  destruction  bewailing  my  case, 
W'as  almost  despairing  of  pardoning  grace. 

3  Alone  on  the  valley,  1  rov'd  m  distress. 

My  sorrows  too  great  for  my  tongue  to  express, 
My  heart  had  been  always  to  evil  inclined, 
A  Saviour  1  feared  I  never  should  find. 

4  When  crying  in  anguish  and  prostrate  iri  dust, 
I  own'd  to  "be  sentenced  from  (Jod  woidd  lie  just; 
The  Lord  by  these  words  caus'd  my  sorrows  to 

cease, 
"Thy  sins  are  forgiven;  arise,  go  in  peave." 

5  A  captive  delivered  from  bondage  and  pani, 
Who  long  in  a  dungeon  of  darkness  halh  lain; 

35 


274  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  woods  and  the  valleys  with  praises  did  ring 
All  gloi'y  to  Jesus,  my  Priest  and  my  King. 

6  Adieu  to  this  world,  and  its  foolish  delight, 
No  longer  its  trilles  my  passions  invite  ; 
I'll  follow  my  Saviour  who  freedom  can  give, 
Arif  cheerfully  praise  him  as  long  as  I  live. 

HYMN  273.    L.  M, 

1  "Tjj AIL !  sov'reign  love,  tliat  first  begaji 
XJ.  Tlie  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man 

Ilail !  matchless,  tree,  eternal  grace. 
Thai  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  piiice. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  liigh ; 
Despis'd  the  ofters  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night. 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  tlian  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  lo  !  the  eternal  counsel  ran, 
"Almighty  love  arrest  the  man  !" 
1  felt  the  arrows  of  distress. 

And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  Hew; 

Stern  justice  cried  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place. 

6  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd; 
She  led  me  on  a  jJleasani  pace, 

To  Jesus  Christ,  my  iiiding  place. 

7  Should  sevenfoltl  storms  of  thunder  roll, 
And  sliake  tlie  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 

>io  thunderbolt  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 


ZION     SOxVGSTEll.  275 

8  On  him  Aliniglity  vengeance  fell, 
That  might  have  crush'd  a  world  to  hell; 
He  bore  it  for  a  sinful  race, 

And  thus  became  their  hiding  place. 

9  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most, 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Zion's  coast ; 
There  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

HYMN  274.    P.  M. 

1  rpHE  voice  of  free  grace 

X   Cries  escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race 

Christ  hath  open'd  a  fountain. 
For  sin  and  transgression, 

And  every  pollution, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely 

In  streams  of  ablution. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Who  has  purchased  our  pardon; 
We  icill  praise  him  again, 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  That  fountain  so  clear, 

In  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus's  side 

Flows  plenteous  redemption ; 
Though  your  sins  were  increased 

As  high  as  a  mountain. 
His  blood  it  flows  freely  : 

Oh  come  to  tnis  fountain. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  ride  on. 
Thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell, 

Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious. 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised, 

In  the  great  congregation, 


276  ZIOi\     SOXGSTKR 

And  saints  shall  tlclight 
In  ascribing  salvation. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 

Having  gaiu'd  the  blest  sliore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hand, 

We  will  jiraisc  him  cveniiorc  ; 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields, 

On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujahs 

For  ever  and  ever. 

HYMN  275.     C.  M. 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus's  name, 
Jtx.  l,ct  angels  prostrate  fall, 

Hring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  l-'M  hiiih-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre : 
And,  as  they  tune  it,  fall 

Befcne  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  liim,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
He  fix'd  tills  floating  ball; 

Now  hail  the  Strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  liim  Lord  of  all. 

4  Crown  him,  yc  martyrs  of  you    God, 
Wlio  from  ins  altar  call; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  liim  Lord  of  all. 

5  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race,  - 
Ye  ransom'd  of  the  fall, 

Hail  him  wlio  saves  ymi  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lurd  of  all. 

6  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call  ; 

Tlie  Cod  incarnate,  man  divine, 
And  crown  liim  Lor<i  of  all. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  277 

7  Sinners!  who^e  love  can  ne'er  forget 

Tlie  wormwood  and  the  pall, 
Go — spread  your  troi)hies  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him  Loid  of  all. 

HYMN  276.     P.  M. 

1    TESITS  came  into  the  world, 

J  And  suffer'd  to  redeem  us; 
Tlicn  ascended  up  on  high, 

And  sent  l\is  grace  to  save  us  ! 


Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts, 

Come  ye  to  the  tvaters, 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 

With  Zion's  so7is  and  daughters. 

2  Come,  all  ye  mourning  weeping  souls^ 
Who  long  to  be  forgiven ! 

We  bring  glad  tidings  imto  you, 
From  the  high  court  of  lioaven. 

3  Tliere  is  a  fountain  open  wide, 
For  sin  and  all  uncleanness, 

Streaming  from  the  Saviour's  side, 
It  flows  in  gospel  fulness. 

4  Oh!  seek  the  circumcising  grace. 
Be  wise,  do  not  refuse  it; 

For  if  you  seek  your  life  to  save, 
You  wiU  be  sure  to  lose  it. 

5  The  cross  of  Christ  you'll  have  to  bear, 
Fearless  of  persecution ; 

Or  groan  you  must  wiicn  time  shall  cease, 
In  darkness  and  confusion. 

6  Shall  unbelief  debar  you  from 
The  knowledge  of  your  Saviourl 

Believe,  and  you'll  be  justified! 
Believe,  and  live  for  ever. 

7  My  night  of  sin  and  grief  is  gone, 
My  soul  is  fiU'd  willi  glory, — 


278  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
Love's  animating  story. 

8  Let  lipaven  and  earth  with  me  unite, 
To  siiig  and  shout  hosanna  ; 

The  lord  has  pardon'd  all  my  sins, 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  manna. 

9  See  tlie  crowd  that's  gone  before, 
In  paths  of  self-denial :' 

They  stand  on  Canaan's  happy  shore 
And  wait  for  your  arrival. 

•0  Come  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

Be  ready  for  to  meet  them  ; 
Now  let  us  join  and  persevere, 

Till  we  arrive  in  heaven. 

II  There  we'll  altogether  stand, 
And  praise  our  God  and  Father ; 

And  sing  and  shout  on  Canaan's  land, 
For  ever  and  for  ever. 

HYMN  277.     P.  M. 

1  IVTY  soul  doth  in  Jesus  rejoice, 

1t±  My  heart  is  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  love  ; 
With  pleasure  I  hear  his  sweet  voice, 
Which  calls  my  affections  above. 

2  Farewell  to  all  pleasures  below, 
Which  nature  and  sense  do  afford; 

Their  honours  I'll  freely  forego, 

They're  nothing  compar'd  with  my  Lord. 
8  All  fulness  in  Jesus  doth  dwell. 

All  fulness  of  peace  and  of  joy  ; 
His  mercy  redeem'd  me  from  hell, — 

His  blood  all  my  sins  shall  destroy. 
4  From  idols  and  filthiness  clean, 

Perfected  in  love  I  shall  be  ; 
Then  rise  in  his  presence  to  reign. 

His  glorious  perfections  to  see. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  279 

5  Yea,  Lord,  tliy  kind  word  I  believe, 
My  soul  on  tliy  promise  I  stay  ; 

Thy  Spirit  the  witness  doth  give, 
Tiiat  like  my  dear  Lord  I  sliall  be. 

6  Kind  Jesus,  Impatient  I  wait ; 
Now,  Lord,  the  full  blessing  impart : 

In  holiness  make  me  complete, 
TJien  take  me  to  dwell  where  thou  art. 

HYMN  278.     P.  M. 

1  TTARK  !  the  heralds  of.  salvation, 
IrL  Joyful  news  the  angels  bring, 

God  himself  in  flesh  hath  entered, 
Jesus  is  the  newborn  King. 
Hail,  all  glory,  hail,  all  glory, 
Let  the  whole  creation  sing. 

2  Shepherds  start  from  midnight  .slumber, 
See  the  glory  shining  round, 

Gazing  on  the  blaze  they  wonder, 
Till  they're  prostrate  on  the  ground 
Ilallphijah  !  hallelujah! 
By  the  shepherds,  doth  resound. 

3  Fearnot,  shepherds,  saith  the  angel, 
Banish  sorrowTrom  your  eyes  ; 

For  in  Betlileheiu's  coarse  manger, 
Christ,  a  spotless  Infant,  lies  : 
See  Jehovah  !  see  Jehovah  ! 
Veil'd  in  clay  below  the  skies. 

4  Haste  away,  ye  eastern  sages, 
See,  the  star  proclaims  your  God  ; 

Fear  not  Herod,  tho'  he  raires, 
Sending  peals  of  death  abroad  : 
Rachel  mourning,  Rachel  mourning, 
For  her  children  he  desti'oyed. 

5  Sinners  roar,  each  saint  rejoices, 
At  the  great  Redeemer's  birth 


280  ZION    SONGSTER. 

Angels  join  their  cheerful  voices, 
"Good  will  to  men,  peace  on  earth:" 

Ilcillelujah  :  iiallelujaii! 
Glory  in  the  Saviour's  birth. 

6  Let  all  people  have  salvation, 
sjaiih  the  heralds  from  above ; 

Sound  his  name  throu<,'h  every  nation, 
Teacli  the  world  redeeming  love  : 
Go,  ye  heralds  !  Go,  ye  heralds ! 
Spread  his  name  where'er  ye  rove. 

7  .lesus,  spread  thy  gospel  glory, 
Save  poor  tiying  souls  from  hell; 

Let  all  nations  bow  before  thee, 
Love  thy  name,  and  with  thee  dwell : 

Haste  ye  heralds  !  haste  ye  heralds ! 
Dear  Redeemer's  name  to  tell. 

HYMN  279.     P.  M. 

1  T  O  !  he  Cometh  !  countless  trumpets 
J^  Blow,  to  raise  the  sleeping  dead ; 

'Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 
See  their  great  exalted  Head. 

Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome.  Son  of  God. 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers. 
Through  th'  eternal  deep  resounds; 

Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail  prints, 
Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds  : 

They  who  pierced  hun 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 
Saints  behold  the  .ludge  appear  : 

Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear. 

Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine 

4  "Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Enter  into  Ufe  and  joy ; 


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Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows, 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ." 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glory, 
Jesus  brin^  them  to  the  King  ; 
There,  with  all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 
They  eternal  anthems  sing. 
Ilall-eluiah, 
Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  280.    P.  M. 

1  13 ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wing^ 
IX  Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 

Rise  from  transitory  things. 
Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 

Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay. 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 

Rise,  iny  soul,  and  haste  away. 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run. 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  , 

Fire  ascending,  seeks  the  sun, 
Botli  speed  them  to  tlieir  source. 

Thus  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ,' 

Upward  tends  to  Viis  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  C.?ase,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 
Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 

Sooa  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know, 

Ihippy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  your  sorrows  left  below. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 
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282  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  281.     P.  M. 

1  TT  THAT  wondrous  love  is  this,  O  my  soul 

VV      O  my  soul ! 
What  wondrous  love  is  this,  O  my  soul ! 
What  wondrous  love  is  this,  thatcaus'd  the  Lorf) 

oi  bUss, 
To  send  this  precious  peace  to  my  soul,  to  my  so  jL 
To  send  tliis  precious  peace  to  my  soul. 

2  ^\'llen  I  was  sinking  down,  «&;c. 
When  I  was  sinking  down,  &c. 

When  I  was  sinking  down,  beneath  Grod's  right 

eous  frown, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown,  for  my  soul,  for  my 

soul, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crovTi,  for  my  soul ! 

3  Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  join  his  praise,  &c. 
Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  &c. 

Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  with  hearts  and  voices 

sing, 
And  strike  each  tuneful  string  in  his  praise,  &c. 
And  strike  each  tuneful  string  in  his  praise. 

4  To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  I  will  sing,  &c. 
To  God  and  to  the  Lamb  I  will  sing, 

To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  who  is  the  great  I  AIM  ! 
Wliile  millions  join  the  theme,  I  will  sing,  &c. 
While  millions  join  the  theme,  I  will  sing. 

5  And  when  from  death  I'm  free,  I'll  sing  on,  &c 
And  when  from  death  I'm  free,  I'll  sing  on, 

And  when  from  death  I'm  free,   I'll   slug  and 

joyful  be ; 
And  through  eternity  I'll  sing  on,  &c. 
And  through  eternity  I'll  sing  on. 

HYMN  282.     P.  M. 

I  TTARK  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 
XI  Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 

Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 
When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore : 


ZION    SONGSTER.  283 

Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 
Fi-omthe  centre  to  the  skies, 

Wake  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies : 
See  Jehovah's  banners  furl'd  ; 

Sheathed  his  sword : — he  speaks;  'tis  done  ; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  lie  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
With  inimitable  sway ; 

He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll 
Yonder  heavens  have  pass'd  away : 

Then  the  end  ;  beneath  his  rod 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 

Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  283.     P.  M. 

1  OAVIOUR  when  in  dust,  to  thee 
O  Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee  ; 

When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  hft  our  streaming  eyes ; 
O,  by  all  thy  pains  and  wo, 
Suffer'd  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  penitential  cry. 

2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears, 
By  thy  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness: 
By  thy  vict'ry  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  pow'r; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Hear  our  penitential  ci'y. 


284  ZIOiV  SONGSTER. 

3  By  tliino  hour  of  dark  despair, 
Jiy  thine  agony  of  prayer, 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn, 

By  ihy  wounds— tliy  crown  of  thorns, 

Ky  thy  Cross — thy  pangs  and  cries 

Uy  tliy  perfect  sacrifice; 

Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 

Hear  our  penitential  cry. 

4  Uy  the  deep  expiring  groan. 
By  the  seal'd  sepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
By  thy  pow'r  from  death  to  save  ; 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 

To  thy  throne  in  heav'n  restor'd, 
Prince  and  Saviour  hear  our  cry, 
Hear!  O  hear,  or  else  we  die. 

HYMN  284.   L.  M. 

I  /~\H,  thou,  hy  long  exiierience  tried, 

\J  Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide. 
Yiy  love  !  how  full  of  sweet  content 

1  pass  my  years  of  banishment ! 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove, 
To  souls  impress'd  with  sacred  love  ; 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee  ; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  every  clime  ; 

I  can  be  calm,  and  free  from  care, 
Qn  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

4  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none  ; 

But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 
.'5  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  not  remote  I  call. 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 


ZIO-V     SONGSTKR.  285 

6  I  hold  by  nothing  here  below ; 
Appoint  my  journey  and  I  go  ; 

Though  pierc'd  by  scorn,  oppress'd  by  pride, 
I  feel  thee  good— feel  nought  beside. 

7  No  frowns  of  men  can  hurtful  prove 
To  souls  on  fire  with  heavenly  love  ; 
Though  men  and  devils  botii  ccnleiun, 
No  gloomy  days  arise  from  theui. 

8  Ah  then  !  to  his  embrace  repair; 
Mv  soul,  thou  art  no  stranger  there ; 
There  love  divine  shall  be  thy  guard, 
And  peace  and  safety  thy  reward. 

HYMN  285.     C.  M. 

1  "T  LOVE  the  Lord,"  is  still  the  strain 

i  My  heart  delights  to  sing  ; 
Though  ofl  my  heart  suggests  again, 
"Perhaps  'tis  no  such  thing." 

2  Before  the  power  of  love  divine 
Creation  fades  away ; 

Till  only  God  is  seen  to  shine 
In  all  that  we  survey. 

3  Nor  exile  I,  nor  prison  fear ; 
Love  makes  my  courage  great ; 

I  find  a  Saviour  every  where, 
His  grace  in  every  state. 

4  Nor  castle  walls,  nor  dungeons  deep 
Exclude  his  quick'ning  beams; 

There  I  can  .sit,  and  sing,  and  weep, 
And  dwell  on  heavenly  themes. 

5  A  Saviour  kindles  all  my  joys, 
And  sweetens  all  uiy  pains; 

His  strength  in  my  defence  employs, 
Consoles  me,  and  sustains. 


286  ZION    SONGSTER. 

6  I  fear  no  ill,  resent  no  wrong, 

Nor  feel  a  passion  move 
When  malice  whets  her  sland'rous  tongue; 

Such  patience  is  in  love. 

HYMN  286.     C.  M. 

1  /~^  OD  and  his  law  are  niy  delight, 
vJT  My  glory  and  my  song ; 

My  sure  support  by  day  and  night, 
The  pleasure  of  my  tongue. 

2  When  darkness  overspreads  my  mind, 
His  word  supports  me  still , 

I'm  there  convinc'd  that  God  is  kind. 
Though  I  no  comfort  feel. 

3  Are  my  afflictions  sharp  and  long? 
Does  pain  extreme  ensue  1 

God's  word  I  trust,  his  arm  is  strong, 
His  wisdom  bears  me  through. 

4  Glory  to  thee,  thou  God  of  love, 
For  favours  so  divine  ; 

W'ho  taught  my  heart  to  soar  above, 
And  made  those  blessings  mine. 

5  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  reliefj 
Had  not  thy  truth  sustain'd, 

1  must  have  pcrish'd  in  my  grie^ 
No  other  help  remain'd. 

HYMN  287.     S.  M 

1  npHE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
X   I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  1  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Wliere  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  287 

3  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I'm  free  from  every  fear; 

Tho'  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

4  In  spite  of  all  my  foes. 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love, 
Shall  crown  my  following  days : 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

HYMN  288.     L.  M. 

1  /CHILDREN  of  God,  renounce  your  feara 
\J  Lo  !  Jesus  for  your  help  appears, 

And  loudly  speaks  as  he  draws  nigh, 
"Be  not  afraid,  for  it  is  /." 

2  When  in  the  awful  tempest  tost, 
You  feel  your  strength  and  courage  lost. 
And  mighty  waves  roll  o'er  your  liead, 
your  Lord  is  near,  be  not  afraid. 

3  When  mournful  tidings  come  from  far, 
Or  nations  raise  tumultuous  war, 

And  wide  their  devastations  spread, 
Yet  he  is  near,  be  not  a/raid. 

4  The  famine,  pestilence,  and  sword. 
Are  all  obedient  to  his  word ; 

He,  riding  on  the  stormj^  sky, 
Says,  "  Fear  ye  not,  for  it  is  /." 

5  When  earthly  joys  are  from  you  torn, 
Or  when  with  heartfelt  grief  you  mourn, 
To  see  your  dear  relations  dead ; 

Yet  Jesus  lives,  be  not  a/raid. 

6  When  fierce  disease  attacks  your  fram«^ 
Your  Saviour's  love  is  still  the  same ; 


288  ZION    SONGSTER. 

In  death's  dark  shade  you  need  not  fear, 
For  Jesus  will  be  with  you  there. 
7  When  stars  arc  from  their  orbits  huri'd, 
And  flames  consume  the  guilry  world, 
Even  then  your  jiid^e  will  smiling  cry, 
"  Be  not  afraid,  fur  it  U  1." 

HYMN  289.     L.  M. 

1  TN  what  confusion  earth  appears  ! 

i  God's  dearest  children  bath'd  in  tears; 
While  tliey  who  heaven  itself  deride, 
Riot  in  luxury  and  pride. 

2  Hut  patient  let  my  soul  attend, 
Anil,  ere  I  censure,  view  the  end; 
That  end,  how  ditTerenI  !  who  can  tell 
Tiie  wide  extremes  of  heaven  and  hellT 

3  See  the  red  liames  around  him  twine, 
Who  di  1  in  gold  and  purple  shine  ! 
Nor  can  his  tongue  on.;  drop  obtain 

T'  allay  the  scoVcliing  of  his  pain. 

4  While  round  the  saints,  so  poor  below, 
Full  rivers  of  salvation  flow: 

On  Al>ra'ni's  breast  he  leans  his  head, 
And  bim.'iuets  on  celestial  bread. 

5  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  let  me  share 
Tiie  meanest  of  thy  servant's  fare  ; 
May  1  at  last  approach  to  taste 

The  blessings  of  thy  marriage  feast. 

HYMN  290.      L.  M. 

1  rpiIE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 

X   Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  1  call, 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  Oh  I.ord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm; 


ZION    SONGSTER  289 

Defend  nie  through  each  threal'nint;  ill, 
Control  the  wavea,  say  "  Peace,  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea^ 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee; 
Thy  constant  Icvc;  thy  faithPil  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  Though  tempest-toss'd,  and  half  a  wreck. 
My  Saviour  through  the  Hoods  1  seels; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again. 

HYMN  291.     P.  M. 

1  rpilEY  who  trust  in  Christ  the  Saviour 
X   Never  shall  confounded  be  : 

Through  his  merits  all  find  favour 

Who  to  God  for  mercy  flee. 
Though  by  guilt  and  sin  depraved, 

Though  by  grief  and  fear  oppress'd: 
Call  wpon  him,  and  be  saved, 

He  will  give  eternal  rest. 

2  He  binds  up  the  broken  hearted, 
He  proclaims  the  pris'ner  free ; 

None  shah  ever  be  deserted 

Who  to  him  for  refuge  flee. 
Cast  on  him  thy  every  b^arden, 

He  thy  spii-it  will  sustain ; 
He  hath  promis'd  peace  and  pardon. 

None  shall  seek  liis  face  in  vaiu. 

3  When  with  torrents  of  temptatiou 
Satan  shall  tliy  soul  assail, 

Then  the  standard  of  salvation 
Shall  against  the  foe  prevail. 
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290  ZION    SONGSTER. 

lie  will  give  both  grace  and  glory, 
No  good  thing  will  lie  deny  ; 

lie  a  lablc  spreads  belbre  tbee, 
An(i  shall  all  thy  wants  supply. 

HYMN  292.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
*}   'Tis  inusick  to  my  car ; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust ; 

Jewels  to  lliee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  uiy  capacious  pow'rs  can  wisli, 
in  thee  doth  richly  meet; 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Tliy  grace  shall  dweK  upon  iny  heart, 
And  siu'd  its  fragrance  there  : 

Tlie  noblest  balm  of  all  his  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
Willi  my  last  lab  ring  breath  ; 

A.nd  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

HYMN  293.     S.  M. 

1  rr^o  keep  the  lamp  alive, 

X    With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 
'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  tbrive, 
Ami  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  nnspnring  hand 

Supiilies  tlie  living  stream; 

It  is  nor  at  our  own  conniia!id, 

Out  still  derived  frori  him. 


ZION     SONGSTER,  291 

3  Rcware  of  Peter's  word, 
Nor  confidently  say, 

•'I  never  icill  deny  lliee,  Lord,'' 
But  grant  I  never  viay  ! 

4  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  wonld  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

5  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 

Than  all  your  works  beside. 
C  In  .lesus  is  our  store  ; 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne; 
Whoever  says,    '  I  want  no  more," 

Confesses  he  has  none. 

HYMN  294.     C.  M. 

1  /^FT  as  the  leper's  case  1  read, 
\J  My  own  desscrib'd  1  ieel ; 

Sin  is  a  leprosy  indeed, 
Whir.h  none  but  Christ  can  heal. 

2  Awhile  I  would  have  pass'd  for  wed, 
And  strove  my  spots  to  hide  ; 

Till  it  broke  out  incurable, 
Too  plain  to  be  denied. 

3  Then  from  the  saints  I  sought  to  fle« 
And  dreaded  to  be  seen  ; 

I  thought  they  all  would  point  at  me, 
And  cry,  "Unclean,  unclean  !" 

4  Wliat  anguish  did  my  soul  endure. 
Till  liope  and  i)atience  ccas'd  } 

The  more  I  strove  myself  to  cure, 
The  more  the  plague  increas'd 

5  While  tims  I  lay  distress'd. 

I  saw  the  Saviour  passing  oy 


292  ZIOX    SONGSTER. 

To  him,  thongli  fill'd  with  shame  and  awe 
I  raised  my  mournful  cry. 

6  Lord,  thou  canst  heal  me  if  thou  wilt, 
For  thou  canst  all  things  do  : 

Oh  cleanse  my  leprous  soul  from  guilt. 
My  filthy  heart  renew .' 

7  He  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 
Pronounc'd  the  healing  word ; 

"I  will,  be  clean,"  and  while  he  spoke, 
I  felt  my  health  restored. 

8  Come  lepers,  seize  the  present  hour. 
The  Saviour's  grace  to  prove ; 

He  can  relieve,  for  he  is  power, 
He  wilU  for  he  is  love. 

HYMN  295.     P.  M. 

1  T?ROM  the  regions  of  love. 
S.    Lo  !  an  angel  descended 

And  told  the  strange  news 
How  the  babe  was  attended ; 

Go,  shepherds,  and  visit 
This  wonderful  stranger. 

See  yonder  bright  star — 
There's  your  Lord  in  the  manger 

CHOKUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamh, 

Wfio  has  piirchas'd  our  pardon. 

We'll  praise  him  again 
When  we  pass  over  Jordaru 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  you  and  each  nation ; 
Glad  tidings  of  joy, 

NoW  behold  your  salvation : 
When  sudden  a  multitude 

Raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  the  Redeemer 

While  heaven  rejoices 


ZION    SONGSTER.  293 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  higliest  is  given, 
Now  glory  to  God 

Is  re-echo'd  through  lieaven. 
Arouad  the  whole  earth 

Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love, 

His  salvation  and  glory. 

4  Enraptured  I  burn 
With  delight  and  desire, 

A  love  so  divine 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire  ! 
Around  the  bright  throne 

Now  hosannas  are  ringing. 
Oh,  when  shall  I  join  them, 

And  be  ever  singing  ! 

b  Triumphantly  ride 

In  thy  chariot  victorious. 
And  conquer  with  love, 

Oh.  Jesus,  all  glorious ! 
Thy  banner  unfurl, 

Bid  the  nations  suiTcnder, 
And  own  thee  their  f^aviour. 

Their  King  and  delender. 

HYMN  296.     L.  M. 

1  TTTIIEN  marshall'd  on  the  i  >glitly  p'niri, 

VV    The  gUtt'ring  host  bostud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 

But  one  alone  tlie  Saviour  speaks. 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud — tlie  niglit  was  ilark. 
The  ocean  yawn'd — and  rudely  b'ow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  l>ark 


294  Ziox   sn.\Gsri:k 

4  Deep  liorrour  tlieu  my  viiuLs  iroze, 
Deatli-sinick,  I  ceased  llic  tide  tu  stem ; 

When  sLiu(Jenly  a  star  arose, 
It  \vas  the  Star  of  Beihle'ieui. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  Ibrebodiiigs  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  ihrall, 
It  led  uie  to  the  port  ol'  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moor'd — my  peril  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever  and  for  evei'more, 
The  Star!— tlie  Star  of  Bethlehem  I 

HYMN  297.     P.  M. 

1  "\/S7"nO  is  this  that  comes  frum  Edom? 

VV    All  his  raiment's  stain'd  with  bloo 
To  the  slave  proclaiming  freedom  ; 

Bringing  and  bestowing  good — 
Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears  ; 
Glorious  in  the  spoils  he  bears  1 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious, 
Trav'liing  onward  in  his  might; 

Tis  the  Saviour,  oh  how  glorious 

To  his  people  is  the  sight! 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save  ; 
Mighty  to  redeem  the  slave. 

3  AVhy  that  blood  his  raiment  staining 
'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  : 

Of  his  foes  there's  none  remaining  : 

None  the  contest  to  maintain. 
Fall'n  they  are  no  more  to  rise  ; 
AU  their  glory  prostrate  lies. 

4  Mighty  victor,  reign  for  ever : 
Wear'the  crown  so  dearly  won" 

Never  shall  thy  people,  never 

Cease  to  sing  wliat  thou  hast  done  1 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes  ; 
Thou  hast  heai'd  thy  people's  woes. 


ZION    SONGSTER. 


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HYMN  298.     P.  M. 

1  T^ROJI  gloomy  dejection  my  thoughts  mount 
X*     tlic  sky,  ,  , 

And  reahiis  ever  peaceful,  transported  descry ; 
There  joys  ever  blooming,  enrapture ^the  soul, 
And  rivers  of  pleasure  incessantly  roll. 

2  The.re  sorrow  nor  sighing  can  never  infest, 
Nor  Satan  harass,  nor  the  wicked  molest ; 
But  where  rest  perpetual  the  weary  obtain, 
Their  harvest  of  joy  and  their  infinite  gain. 

3  Ere  long  when  those  shadows  shall  all  be  with- 

•Jrawn,  ,.  ,       .  ,      , 

Extiu'j-uish'd  before  the  glad  light  of  the  dawn ; 
Which  rises  to  scatter  the  mouruer-s  sad  gloom, 
And  bury  tor  ever  their  woes  in  the  tomb. 

4  I  too  shall  inherit  the  heavenly  prize, 

To  scenes  of  bright  glory  my  soul  shall  arise, 
NViili  rapture  inetfable  join  the  glad  throng, 
And.  fhl'd  with  new  wonder,  unite  in  the  song. 

5  If  such  be  mv  portion,  why  should'I  complain! 
Why  cherish  despondence,  why  sadness  retain  1 
Is  sorrow  then  meet  for  an  heir  of  the  skies, 
Who  shortly  to  blessings  unbounded  shaU  rise! 

6  No  longer  I'll  murmur,  no  longer  repine. 

But  joy  'midst  those  trouble?,  since  heaven  is 

mine ; 
Then  deep  in  oblivion  be  sunfi.  every  fear, 
De  erased  from  my  bosom  each  trace  ol  despair. 

7  IIow   glorious   the    scheme    that   grace    dot^. 

enhance. 
Our  hopes  to  enhven,  our  bliss  to  advance  ! 
It  fills  me  with  transport,  my  joys  overtlow. 
Too  big  for  expression,  ecstatick  they  grow. 

8  Oh  aid  me,  ye  angels,  its  wonders  to  tell, 
Encompass  the  theme,  in  full  sympathy  dwell; 
But  still  it  enlarges— ^o  angel  can  scan. 

The  scheme  of  redemptiuh,  the  wonderful  plaa 


296  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  299.     C.  M. 

1  /^  O  forth  into  the  wildf  mess, 
vT  And  preach  the  word  to  all ; 

Go  tell  tLein  of  their  wretchedness, 

Sustained  fey  the  fall. 

2  Go  fill  the  world  with  solemn  awe, 
For  me  who  lorm'd  the  skies ; 

And  tell  them  how  they've  broke  my  law, 
Which  makes  mine  anger  rise. 

3  Forsake  your  friends,  and  brethren  too^ 
And  lean  upon  my  word, 

I  then  will  bear  you  conqu'ror  through, 
And  take  you  nome  to  God. 

4  Farewell  to  all  my  prospects  here, 
My  Saviour  dotii  command  ; 

He  C)ids  me  preach,  and  not  to  fear 
The  devil's  mighty  hand. 

5  The  sword  is  put  into  my  hand. 
The  shoes  are  on  my  feet ; 

I  now  am  bound  for  Ca«eian's  land. 
And  never  will  retreat. 

o  Go  on,  ye  aged  souls,  go  on 

The  good  old  way  above. 
Oh  that  tlie  Lord  would  now  come  down 

And  fill  us  with  his  love. 

7  My  younger  friends,  I  speak  to  you, 
Now  here's  my  heart  an<l  hand: 

The  good  old  way  let  us  pursue, 
And  keej.  car  Lord's  command. 

HYMN  300.     P.  M. 

1     A  LMIGIITY  love  iPspire, 
xx  My  soul  with  siicred  fire, 

And  animate  desire. 
My  soul  to  renew ' 


ZION    SONGSTER.  297 

1  love  my  blessed  Jesus, 
On  whom  each  angel  gazes, 
And  symphony  increases, 

Above  the  ethereal  blue. 

CHORUS. 

And  O  give  him  glory. 
And  O  give  him  glory, 
And  O  gi%s  him  glory, 

For  glory  is  his  oicn; 
Yes,  you  may  give  him  glory, 
And  I  will  give  him  glory. 
We'll  shout  and  give  him  glory, 

Wheji  we  arrive  at  home. 

2  My  tender-hearted  Jesus, 
Thy  love  my  soul  amazes, 
Thou  diedst  for  to  save  us, 

When  lost  and  undone. 
No  seraph  could  redeem  us, 
No  angel  could  retrieve  us. 
No  arm  could  relieve  us. 

But  Jesus  alone. 

3  In  him  I  have  believed, 
He  has  my  soul  retrieved, 
From  sin  he  has  redeemed, 

My  soul  which  was  desid ; 
And  now  I  love  my  Saviour, 
For  I  am  in  his  favour, 
And  hope  with  him  for  ever, 

The  golden  streets  to  tread. 

4  Yet  here  awhile  I  stay, 
In  hopes  of  that  glad  day, 
When  I  am  called  away. 

To  the  mansions  above ; 
There  to  enjoy  the  treasure. 
Of  unconsuming  pleasure. 
And  shout  in  highest  measure, 

Hallelujahs  of  love. 
Jo 


298  ZIOX     SONGSTF.?.. 

5  In  hopes  of  seeing  Jesus, 
When  all  my  conflicts  ceases. 
To  him  my  love  increases, 

To  worship  and  adore  : 
Come,  then,  my  blessed  Savioiu 
Vouchsafe  to  me  tliy  favour, 
To  dwell  with  Ihes  ibr  ever, 

When  lime  shall  be  no  mor'^, 

6  Then  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon, 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan, 

We'll  worship  the  Lamb ; 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  praises  to  his  name. 

7  See  yonder  is  the  gloi^, 
It  lies  but  just  before  me, 
And  there  we'U  tell  tlie  story, 

Of  all-redeeming  love ; 
And  there  we  shall  for  ever, 
Drink  of  the  flowing  river. 
And  ever,  ever,  ever, 

Surround  the  throne  of  love. 

HYMN  301.    P.  M. 

1  'T^IIE  morning  sun  rose  briglit  and  cl^ar 

X.    On  Abraham's  tent  it  gaily  shone  ; 
And  all  -^as  bright  and  cheerful  there, 

All  save  the  patnarcti's  neari  aione. 
While  God's  command  arose  to  minri, 

It  forc'd  into  his  eye  a  fear. 
Although  his  soid  was  all  resign'd, 

Yet  ntf'.ure  fondly  linger'd  there 

2  The  simple  morning  feast  was  spread 
And  Saraii  at  the  banquet  smil'd, 

Joy  o'er  her  face  its  lustre  spread, 
For  near  her  sat  her  only  chilJ. 


ZIOI,,    SOXGSTER  299 

The  charms  that  pleas'd  a  monarch's  eye, 
Upon  her  cheek  had  left  their  trace, 

Ilis  hi^'hfy  aiigur'd  destiny, 
Was  written  on  his  iieavcnly  face. 

3  The  groanintr  father  turn'd  away, 
And  walk'd  the  inner  tent  apart, 

He  felt  his  fortitude  decay. 

While  natui-e  whisper'd  in  his  heart : 
Oh  !  must  this  son,  to  whom  was  fiiv'.n, 

The  j)roiuise  of  a  blessed  land, 
Heir  to  the  clioicest  gifts  of  Heaven, 

Be  slain  by  a  fond  father's  hand? 

4  This  son,  for  whom  my  eldest  born, 
Was  sent  an  outcast  from  his  home  : 

And  in  some  wilderness  forlorn, 

A  savage  exile  doom'd  to  roam  ! 
But  shall  a  feeble  worm  rebel, 

And  nun-mur  at  a  father's  rod? 
Shall  he  be  backward  to  fulfil 

The  known  and  certain  will  of  God  ? 

5  Arise,  my  son,  the  cruet  fill, 

And  store  the  scrip  with  due  supplies. 
For  we  nmst  seek  Moriah's  hill. 

And  otTer  there  a  sacrifice. 
The  mother  rais'd  a  sjjoaking  eye. 

And  all  a  mother's  soul  was  there, 
She  fear'd  flie  desert  drear  and  dry. 

She  fear'd  the  savage  lurking  there. 
"z  Abrah'in  belield  and  made  reply, 

On  him  from  whom  our  blessings  How 
My  Sister,  (we  by  feitli  rely:) 

'Tis  God's  command  and  we  must  go. 
The  duteous  son  in  haste  obey'd, 

The  scrip  was  fill'd,  the  mules  prepar'd, 
And  with  the  third  day's  twilight  shade, 

Moriah's  lofty  hill  appear'd. 

7  The  menials  they  at  distance  wait. 
Alone  ascena  ihe  som  ami  gii-g^ 


300  ZION    SONGSTER. 

The  wood  on  Israel's  shoulder  laid, 
The  wood  to  build  his  funeral  pyre. 

No  passions  sway'd  tiio  fatlier's  minil, 
He  felt  a  calm,"a  death-like  chill, 

His  soul  was  chaste  and  all  rcsignVI, 
Bow'd  meekly,  tho'  lie  shudder'd  still. 

8  Willie  on  the  mountain's  brow  they  stOD  i, 
With  smiling  wonder  Isaac  cries, 

My  father,  lo  !  the  fire  anrl  wood, 
But  w'lere's  the  lamb  for  sacrifice? 

The  Holy  Spirit  stay'd  his  mind, 
While  Abraham  aiiswer'd  low  and  calui, 

With  steady  voice,  and  look  resign'il, 
God  will  himself  provide  the  lamb. 

9  But  lo  !  the  father  bound  his  son, 
And  laid  him  on  the  funeral  pile, 

And  then  stretclrd  forth  his  trembling  hau't, 
And  took  the  knife  to  slay  his  child. 

While  Abrah'm  rais'd  the  blade  full  high; 
To  execute  his  God's  command, 

An  angel's  voice,  as  from  the  sky, 
Cry'd,  Abraham,  spare  thine  only  son  ! 

10  But  let  no  pen  profane  like  mine, 
On  holiest  themes  too  rashly  dare, 

Turn  to  the  Book  of  books  divine, 
And  read  the  precious  promise  there. 

Ages  on  ages  roll'd  away, 
At  length  the  hour  appointed  came, 

When  on  the  mountain  Calvary, 
God  did  liimself  provide  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  302.     P.  M. 

I   TESTIS  to  every  willing  mind, 
•J   Opens  a  heavenly  treasure ; 

In  him  the  sons  of  sorrcnv  find 
Sources  of  real  pleasure  ; 

See  what  euiployments  men  pursue; 

Then  you  will  own  my  word's  ere  true, 


ZION    SONGSTER  ^Oj 

Jesus  alone  unfolds  to  view 
Sources  of  real  pleasure. 

2  Poor  are  the  joys  that  fools  esteem, 
Fading  and  transitory ; 

Miith  is  as  fleeting  as  a  dream, 

Or  a  delusive  story : 
Luxury  leaves  a  sting  behind, 
Wounding  the  body  and  the  mind; 
Only  in  Jesus  can  we  find 

Pleasure  and  solid  glory. 

3  Learning,  that  boasting,  glittering  thing 
Scarcely  is  worth  possessing : 

Riches  for  ever  on  the  wing. 

Scarce  can  be  call'd  a  blessing: 
Fame  like  a  shadow  flies  away, 
Titles  and  dignities  decay, 
Nought  but  religion  can  display 

Joys  that  are  freed  from  trouble. 

4  Beauty,  with  all  its  gaudy  show, 
Is  but  a  painted  bubble  ; 

Short  are  the  triumphs  wit  bestow, 

Full  of  d^'ceit  and  trouble; 
Sensual  pleasures  swells  desire, 
Just  as  the  fuel  feeds  the  fire, 
Rehgion  can  real  bliss  inspire, 

Bliss  that  is  worth  possessing. 

HYMN  303.    P.  M. 

DON'T  you  sec  my  Jesus  coming  1 
Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloudl 
Vith  ten  thousand  angels  round  him, 
See  how  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd  1 

CHonus. 
Well-beloved,  blessed  Saviour, 

Well-beloved  Priest  and  Ki>ng  > 
All  glory  to  ihe  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

Fur  us  he  did  salvation  bring. 


302  ZIOx\    SONGSTER. 

2  Don't  you  see  Iiis  arms  oxfendotl  ? 
Don't  you  lioai*  his'channiug  VDJce? 

Each  loving  heai't  beats  high  lor  glory — 
Oh  !  my  Jesus  is  my  choice. 

3  Don't  you  see  the  saints  ascending  1 
Hear  tiiem  sliouting  thro'  the  air  { 

Jesus  smiling,  trumpets  sounding, 
Now  his  slory  they  shall  share. 

4  Don't  you  see  the  heavens  openl 
And  the  saints  in  glory  there  : 

Shouts  of  triumph  bursting  round  you, 
Glory,  gloi-y,  glory,  here  ! 

5  Come,  backshders,  tho'  you've  pierc  d  hiu 
And  have  caus'd  his  church  to  mourn  ; 

Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  you  will  to  iiira  return. 

6  Now  behold  each  loving  spirit, 
Shout  the  praise  of  his  dear  name, 

View  the  smiles  of  their  dear  .Iesu.s, 
While  his  presence  feeds  the  llairie. 

7  There  we'll  range  the  fields  of  pleasure 
By  our  dear  lleeleemer's  side  : 

Sliouting  glory,  glory,  glory. 
While  eternal  ages  glide. 

HYMN  304.     L.  M. 

1  T>EIIOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankj..d 
Xj  Nail'd  to  t^c  siiameful  iroe; 

IIow  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'u 
To  bleed  and  die  for  me  ! 
cnours. 
O  the  Lamb,  the  luving  Lamb, 

The  Lamb  on  Calvciry, 
The  Lamb  that  irus  slain^ 
Bui  lives  again  to  intercede  for  me. 

2  Hark,  liow  he  groans!  wlien  nature  shakes. 
And  earllfs  strong  pillars  I'tMui ! 

The  temple's  veil  m  sinider  breaks, 
Tiie  solid  marbles  rend. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  303 


3  'Tis  done  :  the  precious  ransom's  paid, 

"  Receive  niv  soul !"  he  cries  ; 
See  where  ho  bows  his  sacred  head! 

lie  bows  iiis  liead  and  dies ! 

•i  Hut  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chains, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
O  Lauib  of  God  was  ever  pain, 

Was  ever  love  hke  thine  ! 


HYMN  305.     P.  M. 

1  T  WOULD  not  live  alway  :  I  ask  not  to  stay 

L  Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way  : 
'I  lie  lew  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Art!  enough  for  hfe's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 

cheer. 

2  1  would  not  live  ahvay,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
'r<j;npraiiou  without,  and  corruption  within  ; 
E'en    the    rapture    of  pardon    is  mingled  witti 

fears, 
\nd  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  witli  penitent  tears, 

3  1   would  not   live  alway ;    no — welcome  the 

tomb, 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there  I  dread  not  its  gloom. 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  lie  Ijid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  ilie  skiea. 

4  Wlio,  who  would  live  alway,   away  from  hia 

God; 
Away  from  yon  heaven  that  bhssful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  How  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns. 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren,  transport eil  to  greet, 
While  the  iunhems  of  rapture  unceasin;j|y  roll, 
Ana  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  ihe  feast  of  the  soul 


30-J  ZION    S0>!GS1ER. 

HYMN  308.     P.  M. 

1  TTTIIEN  souls  are  first  convoriea, 

VV    They  mount  on  wings  above. 
The  world  thinks  they're  distracted 

Because  they're  filled  with  love. 
Tney  fly  from  every  evil, 

They  trust  in  God  alone, 
They  long  to  get  to  Heaven, 

Their  most  desired  home. 

2  The  world,  the  flesh  and  Satan 
Beset  them  on  each  hand, 

Bestrew  their  paths  with  evil, 

Debar  them  from  that  land : 
But  Jesus  still  invites  you, 

Come  follow,  follow  me, 
And  I  will  fight  your  battles 

And  gain  your  liberty. 

3  O  !  why  are  you  dismayed. 
The  Saviour  now  inquires, 

When  we  are  getting  ready. 

And  just  are  going  to  rise  ; 
To  rise  above,  triumphing, 

In  that  bright  world  of  joy, 
Where  all  tilings  are  provided, 

There's  nothing  to  annoy.  ^ 

4  In  hopes  of  that  bright  morning, 
When  all  the  saints  get  home, 

When  we  arrive  at  heaven, 

Our  most  desired  home. 
I'll  try  to  Uve  a  Christian 

While  here  below  I  stay, 
Ml  watch  and  I'll  be  sober, 

I'll  watch  and  try  to  pray. 

HYMN  307.     P.  M. 

1     A  MONG  the  Jewish  nations  one  Daniel  ther^ 

X  jl  was  found, 
Whose  unexampled  piety  asioi>ish'd  all    ^ouud. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  305 

Tisey  saw  liini  very  pious  and  faithful  to  the  Lord, 
Throe  limes  a  day  he  bowed  to  supplicaie  his  God. 

2  Among  the  Kind's  high  princes  this  Daniel  was 

tlic  fii  at, 
Tlie  King  preferr'd  the  spirit  this  Daniel  did  pos- 
sess; 
His  unexampled  piety,  su?tain'd  their  jealousy, 
Tlie   pi-incos  sought  his  ruin,— obtaiu'd  a  ftrra 
decree. 

3  Should  any  manor  woman,  a  supplication  hrin?, 
For  thirty  days  ensuing,  save  unlo  thee,  O  King  : 
To  any  lord  or  master,  or  any  other  man, 

'i  liey  slioukl  without  disiiiKtion,  fall  in  the  lions' 
den. 

4  But  now  when  Daniel  heard  it,  straight  to  his 

liuuse  he  went, 
To  beg  his  God's  protection,  'twas  all  liis  wliole 

intent; 
His  windows  being  open,  before  his  God  he  bow'd, 
Tlie  princes  were  assembled,  they  saw  him  wor 

ship  God. 

5  They  came  to  King  Darius,  and  spake  of  his 

decree, 
Saying,  that  Hebrew,  Daniel  doth  notiiing  care  for 

tliee  : 
iJefore  his  God  he  boweth  three  times  in  every 

day. 
With  all'  his  windows  open,  and  we  have  heard 

him  pray. 

6  Now  when  Darius  heard  it,  his  soul  did  soie 

lament. 
He  set  Ids  heartnn  Daniel,  the  sentence  to  prevent; 
Tlie  Princes  theTi  asscuiLded,  and  to  the  Kmg  thsy 

saicl, 
Uemember  your  great  honour,  likewise  Lhe  laws 

you  made. 

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306  ZIO.V     SONGSTER 

7  Darius  then  comiuanded  ihat  Daniel  should  bi 

brou!:)jl, 

And  cast  into  die  lions'  den,  because  the  Lord  lij 
sought; 

Tlie  King  itieu  said  to  Daniel,  That  God  whom  you 
ailore, 

Will  save  you  from  the  lions,  and  bless  you  ever- 
more. 

8  Tlie  King  went  to  his  palace,  and  fasted  all  the 

night, 

He  neither  eat  nor  drank,  nor  in  musick  took  de- 
light, 

So  early  the  next  morning  he  stole  along  the  way. 

And  ca'me  unto  the  hons'  den,  where  this  bold 
Hebrew  lay, 

9  Then  witli  a  voice  of  mourning,  to  Daniel  cried 

aloud. 

Saying,  O  Daniel,  Daniel,  thou  ser^'ani  of  the 
Lord ; 

Is  not  thy  God  suflicicnt  for  to  deliver  thee  ? 

That  God  in  whom  thou  trustest,  and  sei-s'Cv^  con- 
tinually. 

10  My  God  hath  sent  his  angel  and  shut  the  lions' 

■  jaws. 
So  that  they  have  not  hurt  me,  my  enemies  they 

saw  ; 
Then  straight  the  King  commanded  to  take  him 

out  llie  den, 
Kecaiise  in  God  he  trusted,  no  harm  was  found  in 

him. 

11  See  how  the  faithful  Daniel  fear'd  not  the  face 

of  clay, 
'Twas  not  tiie  King's  commandment  that  made  him 

cease  to  pray , 
He  knew  thut  God  was  with  him,  to  save  his  soul 

from  death, 
lie  trusted  in  Jeliovah,  and  prayed  at  every  breath. 


ZrOX    SONGSTER.  307 

HYMN  303.     P.  M. 

1  A    FOUNTAIN  hi  Jesus  whlr.h  rims  always 
xjL  iToc ; 

Fur  washing  and  cleaning  such  sinners  as  wc  : 
Oui  sli;«.  tliough  like  crimson,  made  white  as  the 

wool, 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  but  always  is  full. 

2  A.11  things  are  now  ready,  he  invites  us  to 

come, 

The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  and  Son; 

Rich  bounties,   rich  dainties,  here  we  may  re- 
ceive, 

A  living  for  ever,  if  we  will  believe. 

3  Tlie  guests  which  were  bidden  refused  the 

call. 
For  they  were  not  ready  nor  willing  at  all, 
To  be  stripp'd  of  their  honour  and  part  with  their 

store, 
For  a  feast  that  w£.s  given  and  made  for  the  poor. 

4  If  they  arc  not  ready  and  wish  to  delay, 
My  house  shall  be  tilled,  the  Father  doth  tay : 
Tiie    highways    ana    hedges,    the  halt  and  tho 

blind, 
Siiall  come  and  be  welcome,  the  supper  is  mine. 

5  lie  decks  us  with  jewels,  and  rings  of  rich 

kind, 
A  garment  not  woven,  but  richly  refin'd ; 
Reeieem'd  by  Jesus,  made  heirs  with  the  King, 
A  plan  of  the  Father  m  glory  to  sina. 

HYMN  309.    C.  M. 

Fur  Lord's  day  Morving, 

1  T  ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

JLi  iSIy  voice  ascentling  !ii«h  ; 
To  tliee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 

To  thee  lift  uj)  mine  eye  : 


308  ZION    SONGSTER. 

2  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sigaf 
The  wicked  sliall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  liand. 

3  But  to  thy  liouse  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 

I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 

Make  every  patli  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  "face. 

HYMN  310.     S.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  T^IIE  day  is  past  and  gone, 

X  The  evening  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest : 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  u-s  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears : 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleejjs 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 
And  view  th'  unwearied  sun. 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


ZION    SONGSTER.  309 

HYMN  311.    P.  M. 

1  lyrOW  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading, 
±\  At  the  sinner's  bolted  lieart, 

Now  in  heaven  lie's  interceding. 
Undertaking  sinners'  part. 

CHORUS. 

Sinners  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  7 
Will  you  thrtist  him  from  your  artna? 

Once  he  dVdfor  your  bthaviour, 
Note  he  calls  you  to  his  arms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  blood  shed, 
Shows  his  wounded  hands  and  fret, 

Father,  save  tliem,  tho'  they're  blood-red, 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 

3  Sinners  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  lo-day, 

Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour. 
Oh  repent,  return,  and  pray. 

4  Oh  be  wise  before  you  languish 
On  the  bed  of  dying  strife, 

Endless  joy,  or  dreadful  anguish. 
Turn  upon  the  events  of  life. 

.5  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious  ; 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee; 
See  what  kindnes.s,  love,  and  pity, 

Shines  around  on  you  and  nie. 

C  Open  your  hearts  now  before  him, 

Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 
Now  receive,  and  O  adore  liim, 

Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 

7  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  tl\ore's  njom  for  many  more  ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame,  and  noodv. 

Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 


310  ZION    SONGSTER. 

HYMN  312.     P.  M.     . 

1  "QRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Jj  Figlit  we  must  but  sliould  not  fear, 

Foes  we  have  but  we've  a  friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end ; 
Forward  then,  witli  courage  go, 
Ijong  we  shall  not  dwell  below ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Cliild,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snai'es 
Lay  to  take  us  unawares; 
Satan  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Cliild,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet. 
None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet — 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within ; 
Yet,  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  will  also  conquer  these  ; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

HYMN  313.     L.  M. 

PRAISE  Cod  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  hint  above,  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 


INDEX. 


«  ..*u,  my  dear  brethi-en,  adieu 
/i   ^  i^tain  in  Jeeus  whicli  runs,  &c. 
Af?i"tion.s  tiiougii  they  seem  severe 
A  higliway  hatli  the  Lord  luailo  known 
AH  hail  the  power  of  Jesass  name    . 
Almiglity  love  inspire 
Although  despis'd  by  men 
Amazing  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sound) 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 
Among  the  Jewish  nations  one,  &c. 
An  alien  from  God  and  a  stranger  to  grac 
Aiiprnach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seal 
Arise  my  soul  to  Pisgah's  height 
Arise  and  shine  O  Zion  fair 
As  Jacob  did  in  days  of  old 
As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass 
At  Jacob's  well  a  stranger  souglit 
Awak'd  \.-y  Sinai's  awful  sound 
Awake  my  soui  in  joyful  lays 
Awake  and  aing  the  song 
IJ. 
Begone  !  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near 
IJehoId,  the  Saviour  lies 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 
Before  Elisha's  gate 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Believing  followers  of  the  Lamb 
Beside  the  gospel  pool 
Bold  soldiers  all,  on  you  I  call 
Brethren,  we  have  met  to  worship 
Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 
Brother  iliou  art  gone  before  iis,  &c. 
Burst,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 


Paue. 

20 
307 
124 

35 
27a 
2i!t5 

13 
257 

49 
304 
1S7 
143 

45 
109 

31 
J42 

l:i^J 
2f.5 

48 

80 
138 

2ai 

219 
302 

45 

91 
177 

73 
310 
120 

14 


312 


INDEX. 


C.  Vagu 

Call'd  to  a  sense  of  duty             ...  15 

Camp-meetings  with  thy  presence  crown  21 

Camp-meetings  with  success  are  crown'd  34 

Children  of  God,  renounce  your  fears      .  287 

Child  of  prosperity               ....  36 

Christian  soldiers,  shout  with  praising       .  214 

Christians  don't  you  want  a  teacher  i         .  183 

Come  and  taste  along  with  me            .        .  121 

Come,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation            .  131 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast      .  13." 

■Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare         .        .  141 

Come,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tell      .  ir)8 

Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims,  now         .  163 

Coaic  all  ye  weary  trav'llers       .        .        .  192 

Coaie,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove        .  227 

Come,  O  my  heart,  and  let  us  take              .  233 

Come,  listening  angels,  attend  while  I  sing  2-38 

Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  &c.         .        .  239 

Come  and  taste  along  with  me             .        .  2.">5 

Come,  friends  and  relations,  «fcc.         .        .  272 

Come,  all  who  have  mercy  through,  &c.  273 

Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try            .        .  62 

Come  ye  that  love  my  Lord  and  Master  6 

Come  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren  31 

Come  all  ye  Zion  travellers         ...  43 

Come,  brothers  and  sisters,  who  love,  &c.  &1 

Come  my  brethren  dear              ...  77 

Come,  all  ye  poor  sinners,  &c.           .        .  82 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus        .        .  101 

Come  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims  dear          .  105 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed            .  110 

Courage,  my  soul,  behold  the  prize           .  183 

D. 
Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 
Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders 
Dear  Jesus!  here  comes  and  knocks,  &c 
Death,  he  is  tiie  king  of  terrours 
Destruction's  dangerous  road  . 


INDEX. 


313 


Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming 
Drooping  saints,  no  longer  grieve       . 

E. 

EncompassM  with  clouds  of  distreL^s 
Encourag'd  by  thy  word 
Enlisted  into  the  cause  of  sin 
Except  a  man  himself  deny 


Paob. 

3i>l 
63 


Far  above  yon  glorious  ceiling 

Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is.  Sec. 

Fareweii,  my  dear  brelln-en,  beloved,  &i 

Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord    . 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone 

From  gloomy  dejection  my  thouglUs,  «S<,c. 

From  the  regions  of  love 

From  whence  does  this  union  arise 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 

G. 
Go  forth  into  the  wilderness 
Go,  ye  hei'ulds  of  salvation 
God  of  my  life,  to  thee  1  call 
God  and  his  law  are  my  delight 
Gracious  Lord  incline  thine  ear 
Great  Redeemer,  friend  of  sinnera 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 
Glory  to  God  that  I  have  found,  &c. 
(Juide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 

H. 
Ilail,  happy  believer  in  Jesus 
Hail,  God  the  Father,  glorious  liirht 
Hail !  sov'reign  love,  that  first  began 
Hail  the  day  so  long  expected 
Hail  the  blest  morn,  when  the  great,  &c. 
Hail  to  the  Lortl's  anointed 
Iliijipy  the  sf)i)ls  that  first  believed 
Ifappy  souls,  liow  fast  you  go 
ilarjv!  the  song  of  Jubilee 
40 


314  INDEX. 

Page. 

Hark!  the  heralds  of  salvation            .        ,  279 

Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove         .  209 

Hark !  listen  to  the  trumpeters           .        .  l'.)-l 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord       .        .        .  \&2 

Hasten,  b  Lord,  the  latter  day,            .        .  l-l 

Hoar  ilic  royal  jjroclalTialion       ...  ^7 

Hoar  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken        .  hH 

Heralds  ol"  the  King  of  kings               .  vj^G 

Horiamia  to  .Jesus,  I'm  fill'd  with,  &c.         .  i'''^ 

How  happy,  how  joyful,  how  loving  I  feci  "-'J 

How  hajij)y  are  the  newborn  race               .  ^7 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot                    .  .Vi 

How  sweet  to  rellect  on  those  joys  that,  &:c  (':■) 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints,  <fcc.  ^-'3 

How  lost  was  my  condition          .        .        .  i"i7 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds       .  IfH) 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight        .  17'.) 

How-  sweet  is  the  cordial  of  love        .        .  1>U 

How  .«ad  are  the  moments  when,  &c.         .  \"i'^ 

How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren.  &c.  I'hi 

Fh)w  i)ainfully  pleasing  the  fond  meditaiiou  '.*(; 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor        ,        .        .  I-^^l 

L 

If  ever  pity  moved  thee       ....  I-M 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give,  «fec.  IK) 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives          .        .  t2:"tj 

I  love  the  Lord,  is  still  the  strain         .        .  2S-'> 

I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  iny  love  2t):j 

I  love  my  blessed  Saviour           ...  7'^ 

I  long  to  see  the  season  come              .        .  l^iO 

I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  grace         .        .        .  Itj7 

.  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord        .        .  8'.) 

I'm  on  my  way  to  Canaan            .        .        .  2i?() 

In  ail  my  Lord's  appointed  ways         .        .  37 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight            ...  1-10 

In  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice           .        .  231 

In  time  of  tril>ulation           ....  243 

In  what  confusion  earth  appears        .        .  288 

Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way               .  4y 


INDEX. 


315 


Page. 

I  would  not  live  away ;  I  ask  not  to  stay       .  303 

J. 

Jerusalem,  my  liappy  home           ...  68 

.fesus,  while  he  dwelt  below           ...  92 

Jesds !  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend        .        .  152 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing          .                .  222 

Josns,  at  thy  command                    .        .        .  229 

Jesus !  my  pattern  and  my  guide           .        .  232 

Jesus  I  and  shall  it  ever  be             ...  267 

Jesus  came  into  the  world      ....  277 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming:  name    •                .  290 

Jesus  to  every  willing  mind            .               .  300 

K. 

King  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul        .               .  136 

"  L. 

Let  all  men  rejoice,  by  Jesus  restor'd           .  55 

Let  others,  wrapt  in  self  conceit     ...  33 

Let  saints  on  eaith  their  anthems  raise         .  16 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour                  .  1'15 

Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder         .        -  271 

Lift  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends        .  189 

Ln !  we  see  the  sign  appearing       .                .  216 

Lo  !  he  Cometh !  countless  trumpets     .        .  280 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing         .        .  2:22 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear    .        .  3U7 

Lukewarm  souls,  the  foe  grows  stronger      .  51 

M. 

Man  at  his  first  creation,  in  Eden  God,  &c.  28 

Mercy,  oh,  thou  Son  of  David         .        .        .  ITxl 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature,  &c.  2!r> 

My  brethren,  from  my  heart  bclov'd     .        .  22.") 

My  days,  my  weeks,  my  montlis,  my  years  125 

My  lieart  and  my  tongue  shall  unite,  &c.       .  1 14 

My  soul  doih  in  Jesus  rejoice         .        .        .  278 

My  soul  is  full  of  glory 210 

N. 

Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go         ....  115 

Now  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise    .       .  266 


316  INDEX. 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading       .        .    3li9 

O. 
Oft  as  the  leper's  case  I  road 
O  God,  rny  lu-art  with  love  inflame 
Oh  for  a  bi'eeze  of  heavenly  love 
Oh!  give  rae,  Lord,  my  sins  to  moum 
Oh  !  that  I  had  some  humble  place 
Oh  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit 
Oh  how  I  have  longki  for  the  coming  of  God 
Oh  thou,  by  long  e-qoerience  tried 
Oh  Jesus,  the  donor  of  all  we  enjoy 
Ol^  who  will  come  and  go  with  me 
O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  I  know  thou  an  mine 
O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
O  my  Lord  !  i've  often  mused 
One  night  as  I  lay  musing 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone    . 
O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul,  &c 
Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 
O  where  are  the  men  with  virtue  endow'd 
O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 
O  Zion,  atflicted  with  wave  upon  wave 

People  of  the  living  God 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 

Prepare  a  thankful  song 

Prest  my  soul  with  future  prospect 

R. 
Rejoice;  my  friends,  the  Lord  is  King 
Rise,  Zion,  shine,  thy  light  is  come 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  winga     . 

Salvation  to  Jesus,  he's  Zion's  bright  King 
Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit    ... 
Saviour,  visit  tliy  plantation    ... 
Saviour,  when  in  dust,  to  thee 
Saw  ye  mv  Saviour  !  saw  ye  my  Saviour 
See  how  the  scriptures  are  fulfilling 
See  the  eternal  Judge  descending 


INDEX.  31  "^ 

Page. 

Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's  call       .        .        .     !;<' 

Siti;ii!f  by  the  streams  that  glide 

Soiueiimos  a  light  surprises 

Stop,  poor  sinner !  stop  and  think 

Strotcird  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies 

Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love 

Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope 

T. 
Tell  us,  O  women,  we  would  know 
Tempted,  tossed,  troubled  spirit     . 
The  voice  of  free  grace 
The  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness,  &c. 
The  chariot!  the  chariot!  its  wheels,  &c. 
Tiie  people  call'd  Clu'istians,  how,  &c. 
The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high 
The  tnnnpet  of  God  is  souudiug  abroad 
The  final  trump  we  soon  shall  hear 
Tiie  sacred  ties  of  friendship 
The  Lord  my  shepherd  is       .        .        . 
Tiie  morning  sun  rose  bright  and  clear 
I'hi;  day  is  past  and  gone 
Tlie  pure  testimony  put  forth  in  the  spirit 
Tiie  pure  testimony  is  not  to  establish 
The  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 
Tlie  song  of  salvation  it  is  so  divine 
The  love  which  caused  the  light  to  shine 
The  Cltristians  of  oM,  united  in  one 
Tlio  time  is  soon  coming  by  the,  &c. 
The  Lord  into  his  garden  came 
The  wondrous  love  of  Jesus 
The  fields  are  all  white,  the  harvest  is  near 
The  tree  of  life  my  soul  hatli  seen 
The  Saviour  calls  his  people  sheep 
The  great  God  of  love  now  hatli  shin'd,  &c. 
The  scliools  of  scribes  and  courts  of  kings 
The  trump  of  the  gosj^ei  resounds         . 
There  is  a  land  of  pleasure  .        . 

There  is  a  fnuntain  t'lU'd  with  blood 
There  is  a  lioly  city         .... 


318  IXDEX 

Page, 

There  is  a  Heaven  above  the  skies                .  l?l 

There  we  shall  reigrn  with  Jesus,  Arc.    .        .  74 

They  who  trust  in  Christ  the  Saviour    .        .  289 

They  have  goiie  to  the  land  whei'e  the,  &c.  .  19 

This  world  is  all  a  Jlecting  show    ...  9 

Thou  sweet  eliding  Gedron,  by  thy,  &c.        .  228 

Tnough  in  the  outward  church  below  .        .  85 

Tliough  sinners  would  vex  uie       .                .  90 

Though  nature's  strength  decay    ...  11 

Tlirough  tribulation  deep        ....  197 

'Tis  past,  the  dreadlul  stormy  night      .        .  181 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive           ....  290 

To  see  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies     ....  171 

U. 

United  in  affection  dear           ....  202 

W. 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  Chris  ians     .  185 

We  soon  shall  break  aU  nature's  ties            .  159 

Wiiat  happy  children  who  wait  on  Jesus      .  10 

What  wondrous  love  is  this,  O  my  soul         .  282 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet        .        .  149 

What  jioor  despised  company        ...  47 

What  think  you  of  CJu-i-tl  is  the  test  .        .  61 

Whatever  disasters  of  nature        ...  45 

When  ijy  sin  overwhelm'd,  shame,  &c.        .  252 

When  I  survey  tlie  wondrous  cross      .        .  143 

When  shall  tliy  lovely  face  be  seen       .        .  !^i 

When  souls  are  first  converted             .        .  304 

Wlicn  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain  .        .  293 

V.'hen  juilse  beats  low  and  cheeks,  &c         .  252 

When  to.^s'd  on  errour's  stormy  tide    .        .  251 

^V']len  weeping  Mary  came  to  seek      .         .  250 

When  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came            .        .  247 

\Micn  my  Shepherd,  my  Saviour  is  near     .  157 

When  first  my  soul  enlisted           ...  8 

^^'l!cn  shall  we  all  meet  again         ...  32 

U'hen  Ilannali  press'd  with  grief           .        .  40 

When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld        .        .  93 

When  swelling  Jordan  o'er  us  roils       .  113 


INDEX.  319 

Page. 

Wlien  shall  I  see  the  day    ....  254 

VVlien  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see     .  139 

When  tlirough  the  torn  sail  tlie  wiltl,  &c.  2oi. 

Wlien  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  <fcc.        .  lol 

When  languor  and  disease  invade      .        .  178 

While  angels  strike  their  tuneful  strings  .  132 

While  shepherds  in  Jewry  were,  &o.  199 

Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger        .  104 

WIkj  is  this  that  comes  from  Eden    .        .  294 
Why  should  I  be  affrighted  at  pestilence,  &c.    64 

Why  shrinks  my  weak  nature,  ah  !  &c.     .  218 

With  joy  let  each  alHicted  saint        .        .  230 

With  rev'rence  to  the  King  of  kings        .  164 

With  pleasure  behold         ....  203 

Y. 

Ye  jewels  of  my  Master     ....  38 
Ye  carnal  professors  who  stand  on  your  lees     63 

Ye  sons  of  war,  I  pray  draw  near        .        .  66 

Ye  who  know  your  sins  forgiven        .        .  75 

Ye  children  of  Zion,  who're  aiming,  &c.     .  86 

Ye  weary,  heavy  laden  souls              .        .  117 

Ye  happy  souls,  whose  peaceful  minds     .  119 

Ye  travellers  to  paradise             .        .        .  175 

Ye  saints  attend  the  Saviour's  voice  .        .  230 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim  270 

Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne      .  34 

Yonder  see  the  Lord  descending        .        .  213 

Young  people  all  attention  give  .        .  58 


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